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  • enjoy

    by fr3sh on January 13, 2010
    I feel sad, that I lost what I had, but it makes me feel glad To know that I’m not in that state no more and It was either this or what was on the other hand Like Sand, it was slipping through my fingers Slow, I let my mind overflow till that thing spurs Like some sprinklers, try to picture those pictures Outta all them I picked hers Cuz she was my misses and I was her mister fors The while we spent, talking cool and spilling blurs But she was a bear and the bear goes gurrrrrs And I was the cat and the cat sits and purrrrrs And whoever witnessed was the bird and the bird sits in chirps Flies off and tells all its fucking jungle twerps That was enough shit fresh cut out the excerpts But I was haven a blast I never knew 31-10 would be the last Time , now me n her were just part of the past The streets looking lonely these days For reasons that I cant explain the pain, of the same, shit is all me to blame Lame, I kno its all just a game But I move on “hey …whats your name ?” “O I’m shame “ “hey I’m fresh you have a pretty name “ “fresh …you’re a rapper o that’s so gay “ She was cute too , well in her own way I guess I break wasn’t a bad idea Every now and then I see a Loser trippen over nothing I wana be a Person that don’t gota worry bout that but we a Wise lil group that say fuck you so see ya in 10 years that dude goin be worken at the closest ikea He aint gonna have enough to feed a Family, but at least he tried truthfully Back in the u.s. p.s. I still love her I guess
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  • hes only 19 and this is all true comment boyss and girlss

    by fr3sh on January 13, 2010
    hellos touch your heart you never find a family like mine at k-mart even if you did they dont come with the k-smarts i complained in the beginning , but i maintained till the end , i actually valued the time i spend sitting around that tequila bottle, spitting mi agulla throttle not cause i bought all, but cause i love em all sitting in the hood, the same where that crazy fucker shot all, but its all gud , kissed that girl is what i should have done, or give her a good time wit the money i won like i had fun, with all the problems that i spun but fuck it i had fun, can't deny it anymore, son but now to the other side of this world my older brother fucked us with his mural that he made, boy he was feeling up a 40-year old girl everything we told him exited through both his ear loobs this guys girl had to buy custom bras for her small boobs that grandma had the coldest heart spent her weekends getting fucked at the hood bar that old bitch couldn't even afford a good car but she picked it with my brother now my brother found his lover plan everything they did but they couldn't get it past my mother my moms not like any other, she aint like my father he always wanted money for her my dad was like the fucken godfather my brother did shit that left us standing stills all his shit was like an episode of the hills none of that matters my family was always special to him even though he pulled a number ele-ven how can he look at himself and call him one of us men a seven? no, he acting like a freshman oh nothing bad can happen to him he a metal men i guess thats why the shrink prescribed him ritalin oh this is summer break all over again hellos touch your heart but goodbyes are always hard
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  • this was a bad part of my life

    by fr3sh on January 13, 2010
    every time i see myself alone i think of the stuff that've torn me up, no one adore the kind of person i am, im worn out of this depression, i was born like this, an ounce of happiness to me is a 3 point score and this shit aint really helped it just made it more worse, this shit just playen out like some 10 buck whore and, it all started when i left chicago always being judged cuz im colombiano i aint deny that but i say im also americano shrink down my attitude feeling like an enano 1 star personality just like an in-n-out girl bitch thats a felony, gonna have a group on you if you mess wit me homie you got a price to pay aint none of this free shit gonna be gory , straight up west side story my mom tryed to make me into something perfect only thing she accomplished was changing my surface the person inside the body that don't fit him was more this than more that, more less, the purest pure less, sht was like incest
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  • i miss this place

    by fr3sh on January 13, 2010
    comment man im from my lincolnwood, everythings a would, a could, a should everythings appreciated even mr. west is good violence haunts the streets of my hood its like passen the volver round the table in a series of looks kaboom ! shot hear round the worlds aint affected by nothing i be like some corner standen girls metal swishes and toe biting 3 pointers blood wrenched courts all of my 24 hours challenging us? we gona blow you up like the twin towers all of my homies against 12 of your joe maurs gather round the table boys spin the metal toys aint like you gota choice sears tower, sox game, 23's hour, dots name north side cubs, southside fear, downtown clubs, the navy pier hit up pubs, love my dear, st. jude scrubs, a frozen tear
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  • why we are how we is

    by fr3sh on January 06, 2010
    fresh bein fresh , wrote this n it took some time soo plzz comment on w.e. u like or dislike thankss i got boys haten on me cuz my shades to dark got pretty toys haten on me cuz my car is stock even elders haten on me cuz we talk on the block they got officers on me like a bean to its stock we just mock, em all day and every weekday night but we never run away we dun ever leave they sight its a might , while they look at us and call us malicious so we tell em to fuck off while we sagg our true religions and we jumpen every wall like a pair of fucken magicians then we order off the dollar menu cuz that shits delicious then we walken past the police and we fuck em wit our fingers and we signaling to all our brothers motherfucking some and licking them while we sticking them to all the kids that have been picken some motherfuckers blink their shit wen they see us comen again i rock my slim straight levis and my ankle high supras slim shade or T.I's they be national goof balls that kill it everytime they tear the motherfucken roof off. in my back i chill a 750 and i chill a stang hang em out in the bak while my group spit the slang sure they pretty on the outside but they all feel the same lil suckers always leaning towards my brothers mustang sure we unique but we dun give a shit we no more better than the words that we spit shit, i guess thats why we are how we is i miss, not haven haters on us to insult our biz not haven losers tryen to sink our ships not haven snipers to shoot down our blimps just join the rest of them hood wearen whimps no but they swear they the neighborhood pimps but i guess thats why we are how we is
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  • YOO

    by fr3sh on January 05, 2010
    comment on anything boys n girls whether u fucken hate it or if u love it or maybe even like it a little just give me a heads up just so i can see wat i need to improve on
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  • n so i vent in the 10 minutes it took to write this , enjoy

    by fr3sh on January 05, 2010
    Im done I dun got any more ideas Once upon a time I had a sea of Meanings and deep feelings But people had to come and stick their feet in What they weren’t supposed to and stealing All my thoughts and concentration and beating Me to sht till all I had left were the things I was dreaming And you cant do that to somebody you cant only be mistreating They didn just take my hapinness they took my creative meaning They been eating , away at everything ive worked to become Some-one, notable in peoples eyes not just the corners shun A ton , of critisism not to end up with none O no but they haven fun , o freshy fresh the fat lady sung Im 90 % certain that all I wanna do is entertain But the offers I put out never been answeren Questionen every letter that I write, and every word that I strife To come up with every night, and every day Im a child is what they say “Fresh you only 15 wen u older ill holler a hey I may, let u stay, until late This industry isn’t for you fresh” even elders showen the hate But I dun give a shit ill keep tryen to write these papers cuz this the only way for me to escape Outta bad friends and bad girls, bad trends , and my bad worlds All this stress extends, and my physiological curls Fuck if these papers don’t help then I dun kno what does I always say us , becuz helpen these guys is a must A thrust into something that’ll never be but it’s a just Ill cuss till me n my guys get the stuff So fuck you and fuck the lust Of it all sht we gonna finish off dusty n crusty like Mr. fucking illustry
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  • i wrote this in literally 10 minutes enjoy =)

    by fr3sh on January 02, 2010
    The streets here make u wanna show all kind of emotions Different people motions , midnight ho inns I was like dude gaturskian lotions Ha just the other day I saw a nigga kick a hoe’s shins A street fight every days a good show and Soccer games outside the coliseums main port and Crazy midnight murders on pain streets main seats are the daily reports and Thug life straight up hustlen at the communities airport and U can get 5 stars for less than $50 theres no resorten U better think twice about reporten This 20 star entertainment, I wanna see u try to turn your head and ignore this Haha mi colombia la tierra del mal Aqui venden la cocaine a 20% descuento a lado del mar Tienes pregunatas ? Ni las preguntes que te van a alzar Y te dan, habla publicamente y vez que te van a maltratar Preguntale a mari carr, que te calles la maldita boca te van a suplicar Te reccomiendo que ni mires a nadie que ni te van a hablar Da le 10 anos y te van a acabar Finish you off, every bit of you detoriate U feel fading away like some F- science experiment Everyone dipping their shit into you liked some fresh mixed cement Worn out, no one want you u like a legal astro’s roger clement You lament , but nothing gonna change lil annet Girl get the fuck outta here there aint no examples to set Run off before ozzy scream “Shannon” again Only 2 weeks left till I get my gift And listening to the radio play taylor swift And Ima learn to shift, gears at the DMV the 25th Ima learn if, finals is for reals or just a myth If I fail hey it’ll be the 5th One, but it definitely aint gonna be the last on the list son But I gota get outa here first huh ‘09s gone but ‘010s here It just took a second to end the decade aint it weird I left behind the failures and successes of the past year The mistakes and the actions of my physiological fear The smiles and the 11:59 pm tear My resolution ? Wise up, perk up, Take my girl back and pick her up Fresh always be tellen them to shut up
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  • the happy one, enjoy

    by fr3sh on January 02, 2010
    i can write something happy , enjoy u all =) Family comes first that’s what everyone says I love em to death but its all about my friends “pero amigos van y vienen” i could care less Try to get that through my parents physcological mess They had a biological fest, a chronological test They made us, they laid us, everywhere from east to west But the way we came out was just how they guessed , that’s what they says Fake a smile and a laugh and say you the best Or better off just pussy out like Mr. Kanye west That aint a friend but ima tell you who is I had a pretty lil friend by the name of liz Her attitude was more chill than the mountains Our secrets poured out like some fountains She helped me to develop by giving me hints Who helped me be who I is That’s why my heart never an empty trash bin I owe a lot to my other friend Eric That homie always made me follow the lyric Everything I’d do wrong he’d tear it Make it gud then he’d share it He taught me how to just bear it Tell em to fuck off and just take it I love him for all the opportunities he was maken I’d like to thank lizzy and Eric But I’d also like to thank nate nikka ivan and derrick
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