coming from hell

coming from hell

A Poem by kimmy4life

I got my head in the sand

And a gun in my hand

But it ain’t my faul

I didn’t mean to commit the assault

So don’t be so quick to point your finger 

And I won’t let your curiosity linger

You need to be blaming the ones who raised us

Cuz they were the first to blaze us

And what about dem niggaz who tried to rape us

Probably think I made this s**t up to try to become FAMOUS

I’m sick of all you stuck up noses

Thinking my life was like some bed of roses

Man I was 14 running from the cops

While my mom was out smoking rocks

Learned how to stand on my own

It was a hard fact but I was alone

Made my money the best way I knew how

Hey are you listening to me now?

 

I’m coming from hell

With a story to tell

Gonna stand up and yell

And make ya all hear

Till its all clear

Why I’m still here

 

I ran around town with all the big thugs

Helping them sell dem drugs

Had parties hopping

While guns were poppin

Niggaz hittin the ground

People stealing a pound

Man that s**t was CCCRRRAAAZZZYYYY

But the money we waz making was EEEAAASSSYYY

Got us to lovin the game

Knowing people knew our name

Cuz this was our town

No way we was ever backing down

Glad my boys had my back

Cuz I never fell victim to that crack

Always kept my head on straight

Just told dem temptations to wait

Cuz for me I had better plans

Didn’t want no un-washable hands

 

I’m coming from hell

With a story to tell

Gonna stand up and yell

And make ya all hear

Till its all clear

Why I’m still here

 

and sure it wasn't always fun and games

had some people call me names

but i learned to look the other way

knew i'd rise above them all someday

and now i'm the one getting paid

'cuz i done found my trade

living life by the edge of the blade

club bopping 

couch hoppin

lvin' the game

pepole scramin' our name

HAAAA    AAAAAAYYYYYYYY

 

I’m coming from hell

With a story to tell

Gonna stand up and yell

And make ya all hear

Till its all clear

Why I’m still here

 

 

Now that I’m on this track

We’re gonna get it all back

Gonna get ya blood flowin’

Show ya’all a life not worth knowin’

But we’re gonna have fun

Runnin’ from the gun

Hidin’ from the po-lice

Drinkin’ down the OE’s

Jumpin’ over rooftops

Sayin’ “F**K YOU STUPID COPS”

Never gonna catch me

Try ta Throw me under lock and key

Nah f**k that

Gonna be my own damn cat

Write my own history

And Have ya’all look up to me

 

Cuz …

 

I’m coming from hell

With a story to tell

Gonna stand up and yell

And make ya all hear

Till its all clear

Why I’m still here

 

Yaaaa aaaa aaa aahhhh

 

I’m coming from hell

With a story to tell (a story to tell)

And I’m Gonna stand up and yell (stand up and yell)

….. HEAR ME!!! …..

 

 

 

© 2012 kimmy4life


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thank you

Posted 12 Years Ago


This is really really good!!! I love this!

Posted 12 Years Ago


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kimmy4life

Edmonton, Alberta, Canada



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A Poem by kimmy4life