I went way down south Just to look at life from a diffrent angle Met some ese and told him to get off the way I also said "I can kill you" and he thought I was Pulling his leg So I put a hole in his head with a burner Dumped his body on the beach to rot And fled the country to Cali clean of murder Met up with the homies in the Neighbourhood Stole a Ride Smoked some crack Took a Pump And robbed some homes Walked in and put everyone against the wall "lets Move out Holmes" Than Went and got more crack and off we went to a Fiesta Where I took some Herione Came to With my Hommie pulling me off some Mexican That is stabed about around 90 times In front of a crowd in broad day light Where I find myself Staggering Listinin to sirenes in the distance as my homies get me off the block I toss the Knife into A garbage bin Just down the block I go home I smoke some more crack Cuz me and my homies get down like that
Reason for writing:
San Diego... Spanglish... Prison... Drugs... Murder... A nice Visit I wont Forget!
Birth sign: Aquarius
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