Brain imprisonment

Brain imprisonment

A Poem by Braydon

Can't get rid of all these thoughts there tatted in my brain. I swear I'm f*****g going insane. Pop some pills and smoke some weed for the pain. F**k fame I don't rap for the fame I do this s**t to ease the pain. All these other rappers are so f*****g lame. There all f*****g ruining the game. Why can't you see that I'm not the same? N***a I'm here to save the game. Don't f**k with us my n****s got the best aim. i hate to say i'm a pro at this game to throw the towel now
will put my name to shame. My n****s are crazy they need to be tamed. They don't give a f**k they need to be restrained. Night after night day after day all these thoughts stuck in my brain. I'll do anything to f*****g stop this pain. Pick up this gun (bang). My n****s repping that east side that's there gang. My n****s love popping off that's there thang. My b***h loves riding on my wang. Throwin up all these gang signs it's our own slang. I promise I'm gonna be the next best thang. F**k with me I ain't afraid to let the glock bang. You know what f**k life I'm ending this s**t bang.

© 2015 Braydon


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Added on March 23, 2015
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Braydon
Braydon

Caledon, Ontario , Canada



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