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"Blood Of 2 Brothers"
they tell you when your a kid and dont know anything that life is full of rocks, cracks, and bumpy ass roads. you dont realize this shit though until life knocks on your door one day and you open up only to get a size 15 steel toe boot rammed into your dick-piece. lifes a bitch, we all know this. cheap shots from life hit you all the time. where am i going with this?....
you got homies right? you got friends and aquaintances. you got boyfriends and/or girlfriends. and then you got family. blood. now if it REALLY came down to it who would you die for before anyone? well i dunno about yall but id be jumping in front of a bullit for my family then anyone else. but then for some of us there is that one or more people in our lives that are NOT blood.... but stand just as high as family. why? because they ARE family. not by blood or marriage, but by respect and love. in reality, would you die for these kids? would you KILL for these kids? would you bleed and be tortured, hung by your balls for eternity for these kids? this is how you know that they are held as family. me? well we wont get into that just yet.
this isnt about pity or self-pity or anything like that so get that fuckin shit outta your thick ass head before you read this. in the past i had almost no one. probably one kid i would do anything for, well almost anything. but thats all i had really. i couldnt trust no one. too many snakes in this city ya know? and then came hillview....
at first i hated hillview, well i didnt mind it too much but i knew no one and somehow we were known by everyone there. and then i hit middle school and along came... well we'll just call him MYTH (you know who you are). well me and MYTH quickly became homies... which ultimatly lead to a family bond. i mean ANYTHING either of asked we would do for each other... i mean anything yall. from life till death and beyond, blood in blood out... that kind of shit. it would be just us 2 and sometimes 20 or 30 or even more (living in hillview it was always more then that) people against us. but we stood there like fuckin warriors going into battle with an army. WE GAVE NO FUCKS! we rolled together, cried together, bled together, and when time came we were ready to kill and die together. my family was his and his family was mine. we were BROTHERS, up and down, left to right, inside and out... death was nothing to us as long as we had each other safe. now understand all this without some fuckin stupid thought of homosexuality in your fuckin heads and if that shit DOES pop up in your head then it proves that you are in fact tha gay one cause you cant get past that there are actually people out in this world who care for each other without touching dicks. and if you are one of the few who actually have someone like this then you know where im coming from and understand this.
i would have died without MYTH... believe that with every fuckin speck of truth in your body. i was POOR yall, dirt ass poor. ive been evicted out of pretty much every place i can remember. i had SHIT. i mean in hillview especially, i was eating boxes of crutons cause ther was nothing else. you know those boxes of shitty ass food you get from schools and charaties and shit? ya those bullshit cans of corn with the scanned pictures of corn glued to them... like 50 years old and shit. thats what we were eating cause my mom was never there. but i was kept fed... MYTH and his family. if it wasnt for that then i would be DEAD right now, get that right in your fuckin heads, DEAD. starvation, the type where you dont ever think your going to eat, where in school your stomach growls and you start making noise just so people dont hear it cause you dont want them to think that your family cant afford food. listen... i aint getting into more detail of this but what i want to get across to you is that without MYTH i wouldnt be here. so next time learn about shit before you start thinking 2 people are gay cause they have love for each other.
well good times and bad times went on after hillview. im talking about good times and bad times of life... suicides, sicknesses, street battles... all kinds of shit. but WE WERE THERE TOGETHER NO MATTER WHAT. but then an illness came that neither of us could have predicted nor controlled. this illness wasnt a cold or cancer... this sickness was between heads and hearts if you understand me. things broke apart from under us. like we were on a big ice chunk and an earthquake came and broke a crack between us and my ice chunk went one way while his went the other... then our ice chunks grew into countries and our 2 countries started war with each other. still follow?
the fact is that im sick of war. im sick of stupid shit. im sick of everything BAD. lifes a bitch... we know this. but what happened to when life was a bitch, but we were standing next to each other through it all? what happened to life, death and beyond? what happened to family? no matter what happens its like 2 brothers turned on each other and were about to shed blood from their own family... but the story goes on as long as we still breathe homie. a whole life ahead of us and we want to waste these pages just to shed blood? no. thats just it. this is family, dispite what anybody sees or thinks... once you get in there is no getting out of it. whether its going to be a family of love and respect and brotherhood, or a family of deception and hate and murder is all up to you because for my side of the coin i am done. im throwing down the weapons and picking up the mic. im sick of this mike... here, take my medallion... no, instead *breaks it in half*.... share my medallion, this world is bigger then what we have focused on for so long.... too long if you ask me.
im probably gonna get so much shit for this one, hearing about how much of a pussy i am and how im a bitch for letting all this go... but you know what? once again i dont give a fuck. i know what we had and i keep that. this is OURS homie... this whole world.... ours....
"Blood Of 2 Brothers"
they tell you when your a kid and dont know anything that life is full of rocks, cracks, and bumpy ass roads. you dont realize this shit though until life knocks on your door one day and you open up only to get a size 15 steel toe boot rammed into your dick-piece. lifes a bitch, we all know this. cheap shots from life hit you all the time. where am i going with this?....
you got homies right? you got friends and aquaintances. you got boyfriends and/or girlfriends. and then you got family. blood. now if it REALLY came down to it who would you die for before anyone? well i dunno about yall but id be jumping in front of a bullit for my family then anyone else. but then for some of us there is that one or more people in our lives that are NOT blood.... but stand just as high as family. why? because they ARE family. not by blood or marriage, but by respect and love. in reality, would you die for these kids? would you KILL for these kids? would you bleed and be tortured, hung by your balls for eternity for these kids? this is how you know that they are held as family. me? well we wont get into that just yet.
this isnt about pity or self-pity or anything like that so get that fuckin shit outta your thick ass head before you read this. in the past i had almost no one. probably one kid i would do anything for, well almost anything. but thats all i had really. i couldnt trust no one. too many snakes in this city ya know? and then came hillview....
at first i hated hillview, well i didnt mind it too much but i knew no one and somehow we were known by everyone there. and then i hit middle school and along came... well we'll just call him MYTH (you know who you are). well me and MYTH quickly became homies... which ultimatly lead to a family bond. i mean ANYTHING either of asked we would do for each other... i mean anything yall. from life till death and beyond, blood in blood out... that kind of shit. it would be just us 2 and sometimes 20 or 30 or even more (living in hillview it was always more then that) people against us. but we stood there like fuckin warriors going into battle with an army. WE GAVE NO FUCKS! we rolled together, cried together, bled together, and when time came we were ready to kill and die together. my family was his and his family was mine. we were BROTHERS, up and down, left to right, inside and out... death was nothing to us as long as we had each other safe. now understand all this without some fuckin stupid thought of homosexuality in your fuckin heads and if that shit DOES pop up in your head then it proves that you are in fact tha gay one cause you cant get past that there are actually people out in this world who care for each other without touching dicks. and if you are one of the few who actually have someone like this then you know where im coming from and understand this.
i would have died without MYTH... believe that with every fuckin speck of truth in your body. i was POOR yall, dirt ass poor. ive been evicted out of pretty much every place i can remember. i had SHIT. i mean in hillview especially, i was eating boxes of crutons cause ther was nothing else. you know those boxes of shitty ass food you get from schools and charaties and shit? ya those bullshit cans of corn with the scanned pictures of corn glued to them... like 50 years old and shit. thats what we were eating cause my mom was never there. but i was kept fed... MYTH and his family. if it wasnt for that then i would be DEAD right now, get that right in your fuckin heads, DEAD. starvation, the type where you dont ever think your going to eat, where in school your stomach growls and you start making noise just so people dont hear it cause you dont want them to think that your family cant afford food. listen... i aint getting into more detail of this but what i want to get across to you is that without MYTH i wouldnt be here. so next time learn about shit before you start thinking 2 people are gay cause they have love for each other.
well good times and bad times went on after hillview. im talking about good times and bad times of life... suicides, sicknesses, street battles... all kinds of shit. but WE WERE THERE TOGETHER NO MATTER WHAT. but then an illness came that neither of us could have predicted nor controlled. this illness wasnt a cold or cancer... this sickness was between heads and hearts if you understand me. things broke apart from under us. like we were on a big ice chunk and an earthquake came and broke a crack between us and my ice chunk went one way while his went the other... then our ice chunks grew into countries and our 2 countries started war with each other. still follow?
the fact is that im sick of war. im sick of stupid shit. im sick of everything BAD. lifes a bitch... we know this. but what happened to when life was a bitch, but we were standing next to each other through it all? what happened to life, death and beyond? what happened to family? no matter what happens its like 2 brothers turned on each other and were about to shed blood from their own family... but the story goes on as long as we still breathe homie. a whole life ahead of us and we want to waste these pages just to shed blood? no. thats just it. this is family, dispite what anybody sees or thinks... once you get in there is no getting out of it. whether its going to be a family of love and respect and brotherhood, or a family of deception and hate and murder is all up to you because for my side of the coin i am done. im throwing down the weapons and picking up the mic. im sick of this mike... here, take my medallion... no, instead *breaks it in half*.... share my medallion, this world is bigger then what we have focused on for so long.... too long if you ask me.
im probably gonna get so much shit for this one, hearing about how much of a pussy i am and how im a bitch for letting all this go... but you know what? once again i dont give a fuck. i know what we had and i keep that. this is OURS homie... this whole world.... ours....