Made your choice that’s on you
What I showed a point of view
On your lane you made your turn now
Stress Is building what you do
What I found for you a clue
Not a stick and not a glue
What you can do manage somehow
Find a place like cold Igloo
Hope you made a smart decision
With my time I am precision
What you saw was peaceful time
What I do Is write my rhyme
In my mind you had a vision
Getting better was the reason
But you went to doing crime
Living like a dirty slime
Thought I got some sense Inside you
But I’m wrong you went your cycle
Such a nitty life you see
And you stay like off the sea
Who the hell Is Nitty Michael lol
‘Member when you broke his ankle
Can’t be doing that at three
Three O’clock Is dumb you see
Living life Is simple no?
All without BS we go
But you’re paranoid all night for
Feds will come and get you no?
I don’t know but are you slow?
With that face you’re pretty so
But you’re stuck with people sticky
Like a glue It won’t let go
Lock your doors you better do
You get dodgy people too
Don’t be leaving windows open
For your safety yeah for you
All I did was gave you clue
What I said was In your shoe
But I changed mine with a token
And It changed me yeah It’s true
Need to live your life with smile
That I do I did for while
Have to walk mine for a mile
You will see was drained like Nile
In the end I’m grown you see
Lost a lot with no degree
Had the hunger pedigree
And I’m stronger than a G
Made your choice that’s on you
What I showed a point of view
On your lane you made your turn now
Stress Is building what you do
What I found for you a clue
Not a stick and not a glue
What you can do manage somehow
Find a place like cold Igloo
About the Creator
Haychie_Artist
If You’re Having A Bad Day…. It’s Okay
Don’t Be Shy…. My Rhymes Will Deffo Put A Smile On Your Face 🤗
Voice For The Voiceless….
Belle of the Bayou
Bad move, cher. Not just the slip of her kitten heel on the rainy February cobblestones in the Fourth Ward. She got caught snooping. Detective Deleon clucked and strutted like a rooster in his rush to clear her from the scene, waving cigar smoke to and fro as he gesticulated amid the thick air of the speak easy. An experienced crime reporter, Marie knew better than to let the coppers catch her on the wrong side of the line, but curiosity had gotten the better of her.
By Maia Gadwall the metAlchemist7 days ago in Fiction

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