I felt bad, but I feigned not to see
U got angry, and made things worse
I hanged on, but didn't curse
I didn't know, but did I cross the line of danger?
For there was UR bruised ego....and a strong smell of anger
I didn't bow, I didn't match
So U became venomous, planning to snatch
U took my father, u took my peace
I cried, wept....mourning on the miss
U wanted more, took my family back
I could hear your nasty whisper, make him an empty sac
Ur pot of venom is still full...U are planning more to gob
But, I w'll hang on.........for when I am empty, WHAT WILL U
ROB????
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