Chapter 8 - fuck it
Submitted January 27, 2006 Updated November 8, 2006 Status Incomplete | this are english poems
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Chapter 8 - fuck it
Chapter 8 - fuck it
i'm a gangst@
but i won't grow
still it's a flow
we talk about shoot
you might get it a bit
not about love,
suposed to come from above
frack that, it doesn't excist
you'll surfive
as long as you recist
we won't become housband and wife
who ever y@ wanna be
don't frack with me
'cause you'll regret it
and by that, i mean not just a bit
that's what happens when you live in this shoot.
treu friends, will allways give.
their life up for you,
that's what they're suposed to do
boxx
te live of a gangst@ rocks
going to jail?
our matties will pay the bail
we allways help
don't frack with me or my friends
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