They on - tryna get them buns..
I’m on- tryna get them M’s.
And THIS is why-
I don’t make
many online friends.
Lil’ lame ass puppet
Whittled out the woodwork
Tryna shit on Sin.
(And to think, he didn’t think
Sin would shit on him.)
Lol
BUT FUCK IT-
you can blame it on the white girl-
Shit- I’LL BE DAT.
‘cuz this shit got me red, man-
I have to admit.
But I can’t be mad
That you aren’t man enough
To handle your shit.
Let alone,
carry the weight of your truth
on your back.
NOW- HOW REAL IS THAT???
So, leave it up to me
To lay it out flat:
Lies ride the lines
That you use
to narrate your life
Forging pictures of
what you wish
your life was really like.
Like-
You want to be something different
Than you really are-
So let me pass you this mic-
Here’s your chance to be a star!!
So, NOW tell me-
(with the spotlight on you!)--
How’s that REALLY working out for you?
‘Cuz the thing is-
you’re wearing a front
That I can see thru.
And clear as day
I can see the bitch in you.
It’s funny tho-
cuz I almost pity you.
You’re just another tale
Of a hard headed boy
whose wishes of becoming a real man
haven’t come true.
LMMFAO.
But when the reprocussions
for all the frontin
swallow you whole
& stare you in the face.
you close your eyes
tap your heels
And wait--
To be whisked away
from that place.
BUT-
when your fairy god-mother
doesn’t come to rescue you--
You’re quick to flip the script
And play victim to the shit.
.That ain’t gangsta homey.
Sounds more like
A snitch in the making.
Under pressure
You can hear the sound
of your will breaking.
And I know deep inside
Your pride must be aching
Afterall-
No one knows better than you
That you’re not authentic
.You just been faking.
((Wait.. pay attention to this..
Cuz’ THIS is the part
where Sin’s head is shaking.))
Still,
allow me to thank you
For all the hating
And fuck it,
everyone else
can keep on debating.
No opinions
Will ever make me
Or break me.
Cuz’ unlike you-
I KNOW who I am…
And I’m sooo sincerious-
I’m on a level
You will never over-stand.
But you couldn’t even understand.
So, just let me know
when that shooting star
morphs you into a man.
Then maybe one time,
I’ll explain it again.
But--
for TRYNA play me..
You shall forever remain --
.nameless ‘till then.
I’ll tell you the difference
Between me and them:
They on - tryna get them buns..
I’m on- tryna get them M’s.
And THIS is why-
I don’t make
many online friends.
Lil’ lame ass puppet
Whittled out the woodwork
Tryna shit on Sin.
(And to think, he didn’t think
Sin would shit on him.) ......killer opening....that pen of yours has talent
when your fairy god-mother
doesn’t come to rescue you--
You’re quick to flip the script
And play victim to the shit. ------ i am so loving this right here
well.. not really trying to prove myself so to speak.. this was just an honest reaction to a situation, and me addressing it the best way I know how, without letting myself get carried away and buried in the bullshit.... you know a mofo will bury you in that shit if you let him... im just not for it. I respect who i respect and the HE in this situation is not amongst that list.
"Sounds more like
A snitch in the making.
Under pressure
You can hear the sound
of your will breaking.
And I know deep inside
Your pride must be aching
Afterall-
No one knows better than you
That you’re not authentic
.You just been faking" OH DAMN!!! The title... HOT, the poem, HOT, the reason behind the poem, HOT, the fact that you dropped it, HOT, at the very least it tells me that at least you're tryna prove yourself... however, the whole fake business I can pin that o... [+]more
"Sounds more like
A snitch in the making.
Under pressure
You can hear the sound
of your will breaking.
And I know deep inside
Your pride must be aching
Afterall-
No one knows better than you
That you’re not authentic
.You just been faking" OH DAMN!!! The title... HOT, the poem, HOT, the reason behind the poem, HOT, the fact that you dropped it, HOT, at the very least it tells me that at least you're tryna prove yourself... however, the whole fake business I can pin that on so many ppl for so many different reasons, and like you said, I stay true to not making friends on line because it avoids these types of writes coming from me... this overall, was fucking HOT TO DEATH!!!
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I'm about to steal someone's word but this was just "dope" and you came so rough with it. Ms...you need to check so see if your pen is still smoking because the ink was on fire...I'm just saying. And there are so many lines that hit the nail of internet ish that I am just going to tip my hat that I'm rocking to you and give you much props. Girl, I've been sleeping on this pen...