Don't Let Them bitches bring you...

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Don't let them bitches bring you down,
Down straight to the ground, down by the sound, of her voice to your ear we broken up
thats all you gotta here I'm sittin on the stump i'm drunk I just got dumped I might just punch
We parted together just to depart-sharpen that heartened image of us solid
startled and regarded that bitch as a tramp
 
Someone done put a hex on me, up and down her hips slide they so sexy
That sexy red dress got her rollin in the dough cuz she be strollin, strollin with the hoes on this
particular street she smokes the competition bitch is hotter than heat pumped by a shotty,
shes rich and snobby but damn shes got a delicious body, the other sluts compared
to her aint different than shit in the potty
 
Hey baby, call me Vic, the sick twisted red headed disco inferno the blunts I burn slow
honey bunny we can smoke in my whip and have a chat honey bunny see
I'm quite funny and I'm a gentlemen but don't get too close,
your my number one product get fucked like a newspost
right against the food stand come on baby, grab my hand
See me and you go hand in hand cuz pussy plus dick can only equal a fuck
Baby open your mouth I'll make you quack like a duck
If you don't like it bitch throw you right in front of a mack truck,
 
You see i'm the one and only Smokey legendary since Smokeys den got ya'll fucked up my drugs will get you pumped up
for someone like you the coke is secondary to a beer keepin your eyes open
balanced and steady this sluts on 5th gear bouncing up and down
 
 
So don't let them bitches bring you down, straight to the ground,
or bvy the sound, of water splashing as you jump off that bridge
But who are they kidding?
Them trifling bitches shuffle and ruffle in the club they chuckle and suckle lost they
mind seatbelt no inihibitions fucking every nigga in the club
Put the purp in the blunt and think of this philosophy theirs way more fish in the sea,
so put your head up high and reach for the sky,
be as free as a bird now you can fly
I know you feel like you should die,
but don't let them bitches bring you down,
teardrops of a clown, just keep your head up and act like a dog free,
unleashed from the chains of the pound.
 
Now you must be thinkin now how did it come this this,
Woman who brought you bliss,
when you first touched and kissed.
You see it was working for a while, she said she loved you, and you loved her,
no pain involved, in a relatiosnhip, so deep, the problems that you solved together
You see it was 99 problems and that bitch was one, never payed attention to math,
so how could you solve them.
So you blame yourself for this, that bitch you hugged and kissed,
For years on and off the bliss as well as the scars lying beneath the stars
you pause and think with a 40 that you drink,
that one moment of clarity
got you thinking of free love like a tragedy
 
So you let them bring you down, head facing the ground
I see that walk of a broken heart you walk for miles and miles,
It's no longer time to smile, that bitch brought you down,
down straight to the sound, head facing down as you jump off the bridge
into the sound of water splashing, must you take your last breath and just know
that hoe just brung you down, to the deepest darkest part of your heart, the strings
attatched played so hard it broke you like no other,
Brother I been their and learned through the years of wisdom aquired through
those tears, dripping one by one that relationships can be no fun, think about taking your own life you got a gun,
No pun intentended, emotions mixed into a razor sharp blender and cut into a million pieces
So now you feel no more pain, just anger ready to break that bitches neck,
Pick her up and throw her in the river, acting like a wild child the cards you
dealt were handed to the joker
the pain and stress of a chain smoker, the bitch knew since you first met she
was playing poker, making you feel like a joke to her,
Playing with your heart strings break it like a violin string line
pulled so hard it snapped and b roke, got your head twisted with the words you
spoke, you knew from the get go
this bitch so ghetto
But now that your free you can fly the anger out of your system
filled with venom and rage she was poisonious
Why you and her me teachother only god knows why and if you were meant
for eachother You wouldn't have to ask why..

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SmokeyNY
Member since July 18 2014

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