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"Use to"
A Brokenvegtable and Chainz. Collaboration


  Chainz.:



use to think how the hell im gon sleep
popped a couple pills now im gone ta sleep
no intentions was meant honestly
just trying to make it through life
obviously wasn't right so i took life by its hands
n threw it like the average thugs wife
..but nawwwwww i'd never lay hands on a female
inless they aborted my baby then shits
a lay out use to think to my self how im gon' die
but then i looked to my gun looked at my rag
n looked to the sky- then.. seen this destiny unfold
alotta men talk but ain't been close to cold
and I slowed the growth cuz I couldn't take shit
had a bad attitude n nothin to brag wit
so i bagged the snow - bagged the white
looked up got better now i got sumtin to do wit my life
poetry is my artistic mentality no one ever thought mentally
got hit wit 6 bricks now all i could think whens my death gon' be
but now i go to sleep back to school heading for a good career
got a good girl and now I sleep without feaaar

  Brokenvegtable:

I use to walk the life
Someone else's sight
My eyes were blind
Couldn't see light...fade to black

Alone I struggled inside
Fake representation of who I was
Lost among
Everyone...never even knew my own birthday

So many names
I figured why not get my SS changed
Disguised by fear
Fear of being who I was

Left out in the rain
Now soaked to the bone
Trying to light up
But you can't spark in the depths of hell

  Chainz.:

..look

in my life i was never thought of good
but so I raised up my pride n raised up hoods
never would I mistake my past for the future
cause every shot took was another inch on the ruler
and I feel that life's just the future of the present
and now I know why that my life's bin absent
use to walk in the shadows of others
cause I never had anyone to look to except my street brothers
now a days I'm still getting that cold thrill
just another day i live is another swallowed pill
anti-depressants and pills that make me wonder why
the presents I was given, never lived to cry
walking down alleyways not scared of anything
get covered by the darkness cause that's everything
never gave a second chance but I was given 1
never pulled up my pants to busy hiding guns
but now a days I can say I changed
but then again I'm always gonna be the same..

  Brokenvegtable:

I use to, not play nice with others
Hurt them for using me
Ensue my fuel for what I used
A collection of work
Scribed my tears, released my fears

Passed the drugs and drink
Lived below the influence
Got caught up in orgies
Blowin nuts left and right
The foundation for my experiments
Cure, the human condition

Never lived in poverty
Till I was able to stand alone
By myself, I left the world behind
Found myself, bottled up
Curled down in the gutter
My mouth....explosive clutter

Reach out for the hand up
Rejected by the family
Told I would just abuse it
Help...help...help
My cried unheard
To this day still unsure
As to who is blood to me
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Date Submitted: Sep 26, 2009 (09:37 AM)
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10/01/09 (07:04 PM) 
Well all i have to say to you two is that if you went through these things for real and are still here to testify on it then it was a part of Gods plan to get you right where you are ment to be. And I don't know if it's writing or takin care of your family's for that matter but I do know that he still has you here. I like how yall did this.

  Lil Mamma Rena
09/28/09 (12:08 AM) 
damn yall went hard on this i really dont no what to say but once again i have felt this way and its not fun at all

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