this is a lil rhyme written by myself
its your turn to decide if its good or bad
My thugs n my gun
i came from nyc,
straight from the gettho,
i dont rap this **** for me,
i'll rap it for my black bro's,
for my bro's living in the blocks,
in the gettho straight to their thugs,
joah, thug life is not the best,
im rappin this **** cause my thugs are gettin in jail,
in the west of nyc,
they didnt get a good laywer,
they just have been,
some peace of crap,
hit the whole time,
till they're cryin,
while they were in the jail,
not even did one crime,
in the past.
they just get in jail cause of racism,
and in our stupid society,
they wont last long,
cause with these ****ing nazis they wont,
live long in their neighbourhood,
they'll get in jail no matter what,
they do... they have to go through this painful situations,
like they're driving from one to another station....
this life is so painful, there are juz a few realizing this,
i like black people, theyre nicer then the others, but they got pissed,
on the whole time, i juz would hit this **** nazis till they would cry,
if i'd see them to piss of my thug,
i'd ****ing surprise em in the dark n then i'd **** em up!
nobody is allowed to piss of my thugs!!!
this is the problem...
i'd be to aggressive if i'd see them doin this kind of ****,
i think i'd kill 'em and then i'd quit,
with my life cause if you had kill somebody you wont find a wife...
not even a girlfriend...
that would be such bad that i couldn't life anymore,
i'd jump out of the window, fall in the straws,
then stand up, run away,
i'd take my gun out n then **** up the law...
the end is tragedy, i dont want to tell ya,
i juz could tell you that i'd end up,
with two holes in my head,
shot with the 45. i had with me...
layin in a lane... in the last few moments,
i thought i had felt a lot of flames...
punishing me for what i've done...
i were so scared cause my angels were gone...
and the only way out left was one thing....
MY GUN....
Written by AKGhost
(c) Andre Klemme
its your turn to decide if its good or bad
My thugs n my gun
i came from nyc,
straight from the gettho,
i dont rap this **** for me,
i'll rap it for my black bro's,
for my bro's living in the blocks,
in the gettho straight to their thugs,
joah, thug life is not the best,
im rappin this **** cause my thugs are gettin in jail,
in the west of nyc,
they didnt get a good laywer,
they just have been,
some peace of crap,
hit the whole time,
till they're cryin,
while they were in the jail,
not even did one crime,
in the past.
they just get in jail cause of racism,
and in our stupid society,
they wont last long,
cause with these ****ing nazis they wont,
live long in their neighbourhood,
they'll get in jail no matter what,
they do... they have to go through this painful situations,
like they're driving from one to another station....
this life is so painful, there are juz a few realizing this,
i like black people, theyre nicer then the others, but they got pissed,
on the whole time, i juz would hit this **** nazis till they would cry,
if i'd see them to piss of my thug,
i'd ****ing surprise em in the dark n then i'd **** em up!
nobody is allowed to piss of my thugs!!!
this is the problem...
i'd be to aggressive if i'd see them doin this kind of ****,
i think i'd kill 'em and then i'd quit,
with my life cause if you had kill somebody you wont find a wife...
not even a girlfriend...
that would be such bad that i couldn't life anymore,
i'd jump out of the window, fall in the straws,
then stand up, run away,
i'd take my gun out n then **** up the law...
the end is tragedy, i dont want to tell ya,
i juz could tell you that i'd end up,
with two holes in my head,
shot with the 45. i had with me...
layin in a lane... in the last few moments,
i thought i had felt a lot of flames...
punishing me for what i've done...
i were so scared cause my angels were gone...
and the only way out left was one thing....
MY GUN....
Written by AKGhost
(c) Andre Klemme