Where is my throne!

Where is my throne!

A Poem by g.n.b

Well backspaces pull back my thoughts
My memory fails me iam busy drinking shots
Trying for a new high ..But its so hard with all the gravity
When i look up all i see is the serenity
All the oxygen makes it so easy doesnt it
But im s**t whacked that i have to take in
what you left out.Man you are just Satan
The rain settles all the dust
Pours a little more and then they just loose the trust
Iam microbial to your indifference
I may be the moral citizen but i cant prove my innocence
The minutes are just passing all the fuckers trying to shake my confidence
Proving me that i aint worth no s**t
No might be not today but one day il be dope
IL be on my way on top..no haters il take away all your hope
Not that im great enough to have haters or be just humble
But il get on my feet il wrestle shitbag  im ready to rumble
They say dangers real and fear is a choice
No you scum bag you will drop dead if you step out of your royce
No you are not worth any sniper shot..Ur puny heart will fail
Your money not your quality led to your glory fame and you left no trail
Never trust me im gonna bail..il be busy setting straight for a sail
Im a traveller,hustling down the corner carving out my own path
But these guys say my verses aint as good as tupacs
yea might be but your loving is only with the w****s
Im not soulless got my code im just unlocking all the doors
so step aside theres a storm coming
Fuckers with the nike air stop all your runnin
The silence made everything mute since when did that stop being funny











© 2013 g.n.b


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Added on November 8, 2013
Last Updated on November 16, 2013

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