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Allan Howard Mar 2014
I value each and every one of yall as a brother.
**** when **** goes down we all go to another.
We all have our friends back home.
But why when we go back why do we feel alone.
Because no one understands what we go thru.
We have bleed together
Argued till our faces turned blue.
What we have is a bond.
Not even the hottest girl in the world can break it.
Even if she is blond.
If it wasnt for our beloved
Id be OD'd on the floor
Everyone has a past
Some are clean, scratched, or shattered like glass.
I was a unlucky one
It was over before it begun
But i made it thru
I dont want you to take a walk in my shoes
Just understand what im saying
that when i rap i aint playing
everyone has a second chance
just put on your big boy pants
Reevaluate yourself
before the hourglass falls of the shelf
we only have on life live it
regret nothing
learn from everything
Peace.
I know this is everywhere but it was a weird nght. Alot of emotions into it.
Mar 2014 · 636
Grandpa
Allan Howard Mar 2014
You watched me grow up
Ever since I was a young buck

Taught me how to shoot a gun
and get into a fight and not run

Taught me if I hit the ground
To never stay down

Took care of me since I was young
Proud to call me his grandson

as he gets older
He is going to need a shoulder

To use a cane
to ease his pain

As he gets to his older years
he starts to downshift gears

when he puts it in park
It is going to be dark

Then he will turn on his headlights
and he will have heaven in his sights

when he is gone
ill drink to dawn

He will watch us from above
When we need it, He will give us a shove

Then when I lay down at night
I know everything will be alright.
Not done yet, Cant really think of a ending.

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