As I walk through the valley of the shaddow of death, I take a look at my life an realize theres nuttin left cause Ive been blastin an laughing so long, that even my momma thinks that my mind is gone but I aint never crossed a man, who didnt deserve it. He be treated like a punk, ya know thats un-heard of. Ya better watch how ya talking, and where ya walking or you, and your homies might be lined in chalk. I really hate to trip but I gotta loke, as they grope I see myself in the pistol smoke.... Fool! ~Coolio *Psst, this is how I got my middle name.* ;)
Posted on: Sun, 03 Nov 2013 16:24:38 +0000
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