My Wayz

All these years hasn't been the best pero I'd admit did have some fun, never did I look back without a tear in my eyes,everything tat took place had to be done, my life...full of surprises as each day passes by, many have came but only a few kept it real, ol' homies know me as Smurff, they know the deal, always moved somewhere new so O don't bang any turf, my past made the person that I am, grew up in a quickness, doing everything that i can, I ain't going to lie...there are precious moments that i miss, so many things going trough my mind each and everyday, how much more am I going to have to take, homeboys called me Loka, taking out all the anger i had inside from all these years, never had time to talk to anyone about it because there wasn't anyone there, finding myself looking up at the sky, asking God why do we live on this earth and in the end die, maybe if he answered i would find the reason why i cry, should i have my tears fall tonight or should i take on another fight, nowadays hinte call me Quiet 1:. because there ain't much left to say, down the path I'm on...I know there awaits more tough decisions and choices to make, maybe...just maybe along the way there will be a frime vato, so much for time and patience, almost every foo ends up being heartless, I'm not tripping because in the end I am still determined to make it, don't matter what I want when it comes down to what i do, do much pain collected from memories, the things i hold deep down inside...only if you knew, don't be surprised at one glance of the life i lead, the well-known question will never be answered, don't think I should waste my life searching for it neither, hurting from the scars on my heart as it beats faster and faster, of all the places I've kicked it...none of them made me feel like I should stay, starting out fresh in someplace new, the hinte I've met belonged somewhere, don't really bother me much cause in a matter of time I was getting ready to move, robbed of my childhood, thankful for the short time I had to live during my teenage years, in the time I've missed out on...I would never change back the hands of time even if I could, somehow managed to hold back a few tears, krazy how things pop-up, watching the clock tick timelessly, to many enough is never enough, only time will tell if someone sees the things I've seen...

Home Boyz Only Loka aka Esa Quiet 1:.