Let us walk,
let them fight.
in the end we'll be alright.
You're in my site .
Just like a kite
. with out control.,
stuck on parole..
Be my boo I see right through
You are untamed .
thiss , just inflamed.
your'e parents fault they did not change!
there mistakes left you to blame..,
your past my level on a second step.
that's why I look up and tell you wassup..
holding you're sane' avoiding the lame
You are free when you're with me
Tighter
....quiter...
be my fighter.
jesse Mckush
Jun 7, 2013
Jun 7, 2013 at 10:28 PM UTC
Let us walk,
let them fight.
in the end we'll be alright.
You're in my site .
Just like a kite
. with out control.,
stuck on parole..
Be my boo I see right through
You are untamed .
thiss , just inflamed.
your'e parents fault they did not change!
there mistakes left you to blame..,
your past my level on a second step.
that's why I look up and tell you wassup..
holding you're sane' avoiding the lame
You are free when you're with me
Tighter
....quiter...
be my fighter.
jesse Mckush
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