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<blockquote data-quote="TrulyUndeniable" data-source="post: 1687313" data-attributes="member: 502685">...tried.............? writers block hits hard sometimes and force thoughts equals bad rhymesI&#039;m calling it knowledge of selfMaybe I&#039;m just done with this shyt should finish or quitOr just get out the house before it&#039;s trounced to bitsLife is getting harder and harder and it&#039;s all seeming oddLike I&#039;m dreaming every time I&#039;m seeing my reflection gleaming it&#039;s GodWell, that&#039;s not odd or out of place or positionHe said &quot;let us make man in our image&quot; so his image I should visionOr envision in the mirror when I peer through the glassAnd get a feel that&#039;s kind of real and that feeling should lastBut then why in the pastDid I say this to my preacher and he said to hell with my assLeft me stranded and handed me pain at a young age it hurtsLeft my bleeding as a youth and that&#039;s my reason for leaving churchOr I was kicked out by the minister and this isn&#039;t facetiousBut kind of sinister, I told him if I&#039;m not God&#039;s Son f*uck JesusFrom that day forward I felt enslaved; I guess real ni99as just never changeThat must be must be why the situation gets more strangeWhen my ni99as say hey ni99a, I like your chainOr like my chains, and it sounds more like I like you in chainsAnd without but with doubt and I doubt that I have brainsAnd it amounts to the failing of the test And pours on and amounts to more stress and less wealthAnd overall lack of knowledge that kind of myselfAll in all the best day is when I put away and to rest to the tough stressSnuffed Jesus and found God through my own fleshK.O.S</blockquote>

[QUOTE="TrulyUndeniable, post: 1687313, member: 502685"] ...tried.............? writers block hits hard sometimes and force thoughts equals bad rhymes I'm calling it knowledge of self Maybe I'm just done with this shyt should finish or quit Or just get out the house before it's trounced to bits Life is getting harder and harder and it's all seeming odd Like I'm dreaming every time I'm seeing my reflection gleaming it's God Well, that's not odd or out of place or position He said "let us make man in our image" so his image I should vision Or envision in the mirror when I peer through the glass And get a feel that's kind of real and that feeling should last But then why in the past Did I say this to my preacher and he said to hell with my ass Left me stranded and handed me pain at a young age it hurts Left my bleeding as a youth and that's my reason for leaving church Or I was kicked out by the minister and this isn't facetious But kind of sinister, I told him if I'm not God's Son f*uck Jesus From that day forward I felt enslaved; I guess real ni99as just never change That must be must be why the situation gets more strange When my ni99as say hey ni99a, I like your chain Or like my chains, and it sounds more like I like you in chains And without but with doubt and I doubt that I have brains And it amounts to the failing of the test And pours on and amounts to more stress and less wealth And overall lack of knowledge that kind of myself All in all the best day is when I put away and to rest to the tough stress Snuffed Jesus and found God through my own flesh K.O.S [/QUOTE]

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