by Lyric Apr 8, 2004
category :
Life, society /
meaning of life
A place where i can clear my mind even in the projects, under the street light paying much respect, to life and how i came this far, thinking like jay-z cant knock the hustle one day i'll be a star,in love with myself and the way i space out my thoughts of mind,i dont even need a boyfriend to just get by,the bricks on the walls bring so much pain, sometime i asked GOD to please let it rain,the street life is hard i gotta hustle its my allure, but music i truly what i live for, im face to face with the truth that i taste, i can smell, hear and i love Morris Black Place |
by Lyric
This a poem about my struggles and child hood how i come up out the game |