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 Apr 2014 RacerX
Soul Scalpel
Rollin' in the Chevy,
hand on my Glock.
Lookin' for the Mexicans
sellin' on my block.

They think they hard
and dressin' fly.
takin' money out my pocket
now it's time for them to die!

Cruizin' down Century,
to Cimmaron & Haas,
when I spot the muthafuckas
'round Jesse Owens Park.

Ty got a shotgun,
Griz an HK,
we step out the Chevy
and start blastin' away!

The *****'s start droppin'
to the BANG! BANG! BANG!
Blastin' holes in they chest
ain't none got away!

That's the way it is
and how business get done.
Sellin' rock on this block,
will getcha chokin' on a Glock!
How Business get Done
 Apr 2014 RacerX
phantom
you're in my veins and i can not get you out
you're all i taste at night inside of my mouth
you run away because i am not what you found*

i miss not knowing what your favourite song is right now
if i did i would memorise every word as i fall asleep tonight
i miss not knowing what you're reading so i can ask about the characters and watch your lips move as you speak
i miss your body
having it to hold
whether i'm too hot or cold
i miss your shallow collar bones
and drowning inside of your eyes
i'm trying so hard to forget
i'm thinking i never will
at times i don't want to
sometimes i think i could be happy with you living inside my head forever
but memories fade
the way you faded from my arms
and i feel more alone than ever without you to wish me goodnight or make me eat breakfast in the morning
 Apr 2014 RacerX
DreTheAstronaut
Stay.
Accept my imperfections.
I will do anything for you.
I need you.
I need your soul.
I need your mind.
I need your heart.
I need your pain.
I need your tears.
I need you next to me .
Why can't you forgive me for not letting go.
I forgave you for not holding on.
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