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Vincent A.
Profile & Poems.


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I never grew up I was born grown and grew down!!! The oldest I get the dumbest I get... U can say that my life is fucked... I went from
brother and a freind to a theif and a lier... I lost all my homies over cocaine, I'll probably be an old man before I understand, why I had
to live my life with pistols close at hand, Ain't shed a tear since the old school years, of elementary I dont get along with my dad, and
plus my mom is gone, and now I'm labeled as a thug nigga, trouble maker... Smokin weed, stealin money, killing my foes, that's the life I
live... Even if I tried to go back I'd get lost It's so much pain, and niggaz wanna kill me, Im tired of the stress and the pain... Hell im a
nigga from the gutter... I'm tired of bein' poor and even worse I'm half white... my stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch...I
got love for my freinds but we can never go nowhere unless we share with each other We gotta start makin' changes learn to see each
other as freinds instead of distant strangers... Fuck the world if they can't understand me What else could I do? I had to feed my fuckin
self... Years and years of strugglin all my life, perhaps I was addicted to the dark side Some where inside my childhood I got fucked up...
My dad asked me will I change? I tell him yeah but it's clear I'll always be the same, I don't hang around the house much, this all night
money makin' got me outta touch, shit. Ain't flashed a smile in a long while, my attitude got me walkin' solo. Who can I trust in this
cold world? To live my life as an Outlaw all alone. Remain strong in this planet full of haters. Many things learned in prison, Trying to
earn every penny that I'm gettin, I went to school but I failled. And left the house cause my dad says I'm good for nothing, so I'm out.
My only friend is my misery. I got shot and stabed a lot of times but I'm still breathing, heres proof there's a God if you need a reason,
and I believe in my own fate will I live my life in the right or the wrong way... Ain't no love, no mercy and no friends... Live my life as an
What could be worse? Cause maybe if I tried to change...
Who am I kidding? I'm a thug till I die, Im not your average dealer. West side, outlaw, badboy killer, heh, I was raised "fuck this life"...

I pray the Lord, my soul to take
As God as my witness
When Thugz Cry
Sometimes it's hard

The cops wanna see me buried, I ain't worried, smoke a pound of marijuana so I know it ain't long. I don't know what it is that has me
acting all crazy like that? I guess it's just my mind? And how I been poorly treating!!! Shit, I ain't got no other way, It ain't no mystery,
you get what you give.. Feel me, What comes outta that, I can't tell you that. They wanna see us dead. Try and see me in chains. Before
they put me in a cell they'll see me in hell. Got my pistols loaded, run the whole mutha fucken block, fuck the cops, the police so scared
of us, we run these streets.This ain't livin. It's similar of a prison im trapped in, I watch my back 24-7, nigga u know... Livin in the world
of crime tonight, yeah thats the life I live everyday. By the way I aint going back to court nor jail so fuck what u thought.

I'm comin collectin the shit that belong to me
Muthafuckers all runnin and duckin
I'm a crazy nigga on a mission, with a bad mentality
Armed with missiles, guns, grenades,
pull out the pin free
I'm coming

Got my pistols cocked run the whole motherfuckin block, fuck the cops we run the streets nigga HEH...

Who can I trust in this cold world
My phony homey had a pistol by my own brain
Now who's to say if I was right or wrong?
To life my life as an Outlaw all alone
Remain strong in this planet full of playa hatas
It ain't no mystery, you get what you give
Feel me
What comes outta that, I can't tell you that
Maybe it's the thug in me

Perhaps I was addicted to the dark side
Some where inside my childhood I missed my heart die
And even though we both came from the same places
The money and the fame made us all change places
How could it be through the misery
That came to pass
The hard times
Can make a true friend afraid to ask
For currency
But you could run to me when you need me
I'll never leave honestly, someone to believe in
the shi we see
It's a small thing through and true
What could I do?
Real homies help you get through
And comin' new he'd do the same thang if he could
Cause in the hood true homies make you feel good
And happy times we be actin' up call the cops
Bringin' the cease to the peace that was on my block
It never stops, when my mama ask me will I change
I tell her yeah but it's clear I'll always be the same
Until the end of time