November 2009
Here I’m standing on the cliffs alone Shivering waiting for the storm Cross the horizon I see it building up A beast about to take its form It tears my clothes my gear And now its here Na nana
WELLLLLLLLLLLLLL... here's a little story, I got to tell About a thugged out homey, I know so well It started way back, when I was a teen In the hood, on the corner, slangin dope to fiends Had the lit