My boy Shredder
There you were doin nuffin
You were always askin questions,
While everybody else was guessin.
Rollin with a bullet proof vest and,
Strapped with a smith and wession.
You were never stressing,
Always down to ride.
You always bucked back,
Screamin screw that.
We stayed dirty like raw hide.
We never justified our criminal intentions,
As we were hauled off to detention.
We never took time to sit back,
And pay attention.
We just watched the world fly by,
Singing the prisioners lullaby.
“Forget about peace,
All the time till the day we die.
And when its my time to fly,
Im takin everthing I can,
Snatchin them so fast I wont
Have any time to say good bye.”
-H2-
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Showing posts with label H2. Show all posts
Friday, May 2, 2008
Friday, April 25, 2008
Mario
Mario Hernandez
My memories of you seem like yesterday
We hung out almost every single day
I still remember the last game me played
I remember me saying “I got your back main”
And believe me I’ll never forget that kay
I would do anything to bring you back
I wish I could turn the hands of time back
But im not in charge of that
You have no idea how much we miss you
All the hard times we’ve been through
After the smoke cleared you were still cool
My memories of you will never fade
Rest in peace man you forever in my heart
Even past the end of my days…
-H2-
My memories of you seem like yesterday
We hung out almost every single day
I still remember the last game me played
I remember me saying “I got your back main”
And believe me I’ll never forget that kay
I would do anything to bring you back
I wish I could turn the hands of time back
But im not in charge of that
You have no idea how much we miss you
All the hard times we’ve been through
After the smoke cleared you were still cool
My memories of you will never fade
Rest in peace man you forever in my heart
Even past the end of my days…
-H2-
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom doesn’t have a choice except to love everybody. Freedom isn’t free. Freedom is a friend to every stranger. Freedom is sweet, very sweet. Freedom in some cases can be deadly. Some folks lose there freedom and start to contemplate suicide. They turn to find freedom and happiness in a different dimension, a different dimension such as an after life, which many people believe. From this example I think the human can be severely stressed, and may need another way to overcome their problems they can’t work out themselves. That’s why we may have been prepared with a brain. This is just my opinion and thoughts. We were prepared with a brain so we can escape the troublesome real world, escape to a different dimension. For me I have a secret place inside my head. Some people say that, changes my perspective, but my secret place holds truths and real things. I personally think that freedom is more a mental state. Freedom is nowhere except in our minds….a mind state. We as humans just need to learn how to control our freedoms, to learn how to restrain. Freedom is not Free.
-H2-
Freedom doesn’t have a choice except to love everybody. Freedom isn’t free. Freedom is a friend to every stranger. Freedom is sweet, very sweet. Freedom in some cases can be deadly. Some folks lose there freedom and start to contemplate suicide. They turn to find freedom and happiness in a different dimension, a different dimension such as an after life, which many people believe. From this example I think the human can be severely stressed, and may need another way to overcome their problems they can’t work out themselves. That’s why we may have been prepared with a brain. This is just my opinion and thoughts. We were prepared with a brain so we can escape the troublesome real world, escape to a different dimension. For me I have a secret place inside my head. Some people say that, changes my perspective, but my secret place holds truths and real things. I personally think that freedom is more a mental state. Freedom is nowhere except in our minds….a mind state. We as humans just need to learn how to control our freedoms, to learn how to restrain. Freedom is not Free.
-H2-
Friday, April 11, 2008
Money
Money, Mind, and Wars
The birds in the trees don’t sound the same.
I hide from the breeze, else I go insane.
This world is cold so I gotta go home.
Who the hell am I gonna blame,
When I find gold, and im all alone.
See money doesn’t spend the same.
When you’re alone in this world,
Currency doesn’t bring fame,
But makes your mind twirl.
Greediness brings loneliness and shame,
If you’re a puppet to colored paper.
When you’re stuck in this corrupted Dome,
Money is worthless, when life is all gone.
-H2-
The birds in the trees don’t sound the same.
I hide from the breeze, else I go insane.
This world is cold so I gotta go home.
Who the hell am I gonna blame,
When I find gold, and im all alone.
See money doesn’t spend the same.
When you’re alone in this world,
Currency doesn’t bring fame,
But makes your mind twirl.
Greediness brings loneliness and shame,
If you’re a puppet to colored paper.
When you’re stuck in this corrupted Dome,
Money is worthless, when life is all gone.
-H2-
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