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a man's BROKEN EGO WONT BE PUNISHED but a innocent girl jailed for winning from attempt murder on her
My heart is violent—you gotta be kidding me
I guess that your definition of violence and mine
Is something that we look at differently
How do you picture me, huh?
Want me to smile, you want me to laugh?
You want me to walk on the court with a smile on my face
When I'm mad and put on a mask? For real though
I mean, what you expect from me?
I'm tryna do this respectfully
They say that life is a race
I knew my problems would prolly catch up eventually never thought it be true when i say im not what he says i am!!
I do my best to be calm
How you gon' write me and tell me the criminal can ruin my life and im bend over and moan like a good whore
That's just a glimpse to the stuff that get to act like a bullet from the cops gun
These are the parts of my life they don't never see, woo!
I am aware, it's aggressive
I am not here for acceptance
I don't know what you expected
But what you expect when you walk in a battle for my right to be human and not contain in a zoo that will rape and kill me like a true criminal huh?
Sometimes I don't know how to handle it
This type of life isn't glamorous
This ain't an act for the cameras (Nah!)
You see me walk on these faggots calling them self the righteous hands of justice
But have no idea what I'm dealing with , nah!
I put it all in the open
This is the way that I cope with all my emotion
I'm taking pictures with thousands of people
But honestly, I feel like nobody knows me
I'm tryin' to deal with mentally killing depression
I'm tryin' to deal with the pressure of my brain swelling losing my eyes i cant see
How you gon' tell me my truth does not have a message
When I'm lookin' out at this crowd full of people I know I affected? Agh! as i fall from the 20th story hear me quinnn hear me
I know I handle some things immaturely
I know that I need to grow in maturity
I am not lyin'
But this is ridiculous
I'm passionate, man, I really mean what I'm writing
You want me to keep it a hundred?
Okay, I'll keep it a hundred
I see a whole lot of talkin' from fake ass posers in a room protected by bullys with guns and vest
But honestly, I don't see nothing in public when i get them alone next time
I kinda love it, yeah"
"All of your poetry is moody and dark, aemilie"
—Don't get me started i feel nothing as they cover my mouth and stop my breathing causes i probably deserved it from a passs life(Yeah!)
You wanna know what it's like if for me and those who died before me like me.... im next man im crying as i rap this
Listen to my verses
This is not just for people who try to kill my name and hide ,me in cells being raped
Who sit in the pews and pray at the churches, nah!
I won't reject it
I don't expect everyone to respect it
I don't expect you to get my perspective
Bbut what they made me is starting to scare me..... next bullly pulls a glock ill disarm and military salute as i pull the trigger search the walls for my truth in the brain splatter that was once my brain?
I guess that your definition of violence and mine
Is something that we look at differently
How do you picture me, huh?
Want me to smile, you want me to laugh?
You want me to walk on the court with a smile on my face
When I'm mad and put on a mask? For real though
I mean, what you expect from me?
I'm tryna do this respectfully
They say that life is a race
I knew my problems would prolly catch up eventually never thought it be true when i say im not what he says i am!!
I do my best to be calm
How you gon' write me and tell me the criminal can ruin my life and im bend over and moan like a good whore
That's just a glimpse to the stuff that get to act like a bullet from the cops gun
These are the parts of my life they don't never see, woo!
I am aware, it's aggressive
I am not here for acceptance
I don't know what you expected
But what you expect when you walk in a battle for my right to be human and not contain in a zoo that will rape and kill me like a true criminal huh?
Sometimes I don't know how to handle it
This type of life isn't glamorous
This ain't an act for the cameras (Nah!)
You see me walk on these faggots calling them self the righteous hands of justice
But have no idea what I'm dealing with , nah!
I put it all in the open
This is the way that I cope with all my emotion
I'm taking pictures with thousands of people
But honestly, I feel like nobody knows me
I'm tryin' to deal with mentally killing depression
I'm tryin' to deal with the pressure of my brain swelling losing my eyes i cant see
How you gon' tell me my truth does not have a message
When I'm lookin' out at this crowd full of people I know I affected? Agh! as i fall from the 20th story hear me quinnn hear me
I know I handle some things immaturely
I know that I need to grow in maturity
I am not lyin'
But this is ridiculous
I'm passionate, man, I really mean what I'm writing
You want me to keep it a hundred?
Okay, I'll keep it a hundred
I see a whole lot of talkin' from fake ass posers in a room protected by bullys with guns and vest
But honestly, I don't see nothing in public when i get them alone next time
I kinda love it, yeah"
"All of your poetry is moody and dark, aemilie"
—Don't get me started i feel nothing as they cover my mouth and stop my breathing causes i probably deserved it from a passs life(Yeah!)
You wanna know what it's like if for me and those who died before me like me.... im next man im crying as i rap this
Listen to my verses
This is not just for people who try to kill my name and hide ,me in cells being raped
Who sit in the pews and pray at the churches, nah!
I won't reject it
I don't expect everyone to respect it
I don't expect you to get my perspective
Bbut what they made me is starting to scare me..... next bullly pulls a glock ill disarm and military salute as i pull the trigger search the walls for my truth in the brain splatter that was once my brain?
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