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STRAIGHT FROM THE GHETTO HE ROSE, SO PHOTOGENIC SO
HE POSE,

MORE TO HIM THAN JUST  JEWLRY AND HIS  CLOTHES,

When WALKS HE TALKS WITH A LITTLE PRIDE IN HIS STRIDE

DAT BOY LIMPS LIKE A **** BUT NO HOES BUY His SIDE

MANY HATED STREET EDUCATED WITH NO DIPLOMA TO SHOW

BUT A Phd IN HUSTLING  WITH HIS MASTERS IN BLOW

NOT MANY FRIENDS BUT HIS ENDS AND  STILL with his DEMEANOR HE SHINE

SELF MOTIVATED HE MADE IT AND GIVE THANKS TO THE GRINE

GORILLA®
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****** worthless basically imperfect but spiritually   feeling worth it,

The times I felt it's the world against me with outside pressures I take one knee,

prayers with my cries no answer so I prayed to  two sky's  they answered with all lies,

Now With every second on this earth?,left me with  resentments of  my birth questioning AM I WORTH?.......


Gorilla®
Emotionally some what dead but

Religiously we'll feed, feeling blessed enuff said
Acting like my reflecting ant true,  my biggest fear is I'll become you,

Fake promises of being
present as your child grew,

My love is lost your love it's  felt with scares from every swing of yo belt,

So dead wrong with your Fatherly ways of being so hands on,

Left me a  product of your abuse but so head strong,

GORILLA®
  Dec 2015 DAVID DA GORILLA BUTLER
JDK
'Tis the season to spend money!

blah-blah-blah, blah-blah, blah blah blah blah

I'm so broke it isn't funny!

blah-blah-blah, blah-blah, blah blah blah blah

Going down, my credit rating!

blah-blah-blah, blah-blah-blah, blah blah blah

By next year I'll still be paaAAAaaying

*blah blah blah blah blah, blah-blah blah BLAH!
If it makes you feel any better, it's money well spent. Happy holidays everyone!
When my tear drops fall I call it black rain,
Collect them in jelly jars label them pain,

Can u Sing my blues, bare my losses pay my dues,walk wit me talk me fill my
Shoes

Let my scars make u bleed
Haven't felt this empty since I lost my only seed

Pain, pain, every accord  hale Marries didn't work so l call upon the lord,

Please please I pray this from my knees at the gates of heaven (my house) but I lost my ******* keys  smile
My smile is my tears with happiness camouflaged for years,

With My hand gestures and grunts I tell many truths,
Make you look past my smile to really see the abuse,

Walk wit me talk wit me let my scares tell the story ,
he raised me from the tombs healed my wounds and now I feel his glory!
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