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"The End"
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Hip Hop Is Dead (Produced by Will.I.Am) - Nas


My oh my!!!...Isn't life Grand?

Fathers dying & I can't seem to
fathom nor comprehend
this mystery
I can't understand
in the end



My oh my!!!...Isn't life Grand?

Mother's so sickly
can't barely breathe or do diddly
but if you take away her
Mister Peppe
then she is predisposed to go
& everybody knows
in the end



My oh my!!!...Isn't life Grand?

Parents they don't want dis
stance wishing for
ever desperately wanting peace
together passing
a way to their dreams
in the end



My oh my!!! ...Isn't life Grand?

Standing to be selfless just isn't selfish
sacrificing her
self the ultimate sacrifice
in the end
life's ultimately make pretend
especially if there's a union
there's a chance left that through their death
they won't leave anything left
in the end

"They will live again"


My oh my!!!...After life isn't it Grand,
Again!!!

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Date Submitted: Jul 20, 2009 (12:02 PM)
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  Afroditee
10/23/09 (04:54 PM) 
Disturbingly sarcastic and macabre...

  ...Da Futurist...
07/21/09 (12:10 AM) 
ahh the sick repeating of the tragic ends with even worse circumstances or positions..dopeness

  H.H. Holloway
07/20/09 (04:00 PM) 
Only you can do a sick(ly) lullaby, meshed with the essence of a limerick, bathe it in aqua velva mystery and still pull it out of the oven and it's tight as fuck... *shakes head* what more can I say!

  drybaggij
07/20/09 (03:42 PM) 
the bg is sick off top. love the concept, like the repetition leads me to one more destination even though the piece as a whole kept me thinking...

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