what goes around comes around
hello ladies and gentleman,
this is a public service announcement brought to you by the one and only John Kellum. I have to address all the haters and imitators out there!
since i've turned off the lime light and stepped away from being public with my business and opinions besides the ones i feel comfortable with... my lips have been sealed and i've bit down on my tongue for far too long!
i just have to be blunt and be real with everyone now... although i could turn this fire inside of me into something much more creative, i just need instant relief to get this shit off my chest.
comment if you will, if you feel that i'm talking about you... i probably am, but you must be feeling better guilty to have felt that way. if not, and its directed to you, better yet... it's a personal vendetta. and i'm sorry i have to go back and dig up some issues that are dead and have been put to rest before, but i just have to have a proper funeral in order to burry my hatcet.
so for now, i'm gonna leave the door open, and if you dare to walk in... welcome to the point where those who have crossed my line go.
never could make up your mind, until i made it up for you. that long string that you strung me along with, you can just hang it up man. i already said all i could say, but i have a feeling you still check up on me through all my sites... and i hope that everytime you see my picture you just sigh... just let it all out and cry for what you'll never experience.
why you trying to be me? that version of me has been history. it's kinda flattering but it quite frankly makes me sick cause you really can't do it quite like i can son. but i guess thats the only way you can keep on remembering me huh? well DON'T!
a fuckin' junkie dressed up in armani now. you'd like everyone to believe your reformed and clean. you've always lived a double life homie, you know what i mean? and one of them will eventually lead you on your back for good! sorry, but as long as you live... remember this, i wish i never had met you, i wish i had never became addicted to you. you tried to over dose me in more ways than one.. and i pray that no other fuck fell victim to you the way i did. and for all those old scars open back up... now swallow that.
what a bitch, someone who claims to be your friend but fucks you and you lover over in the end. the audacity of this prick. i admire the fact you came clean about it all, but you still are and will be dirty through my eyes.
and as for this bitch, pregnant and shit. ain't got no funds to put food on her plate. got her husband scrubbing toilets just to get by. if you'd get your fat ass of the couch and lift up the cushions you'd probably find enough money to get your ass a big mac or a few cents to do better.
this time it ain't gonna be just like before, this time around was the last go round. shit will never ever be like it was in the past. if you miss this... just reminisce! there will be no reunion, so everyone else can just stop asking. and i sure hope you ain't reaching out to my crew to resuscitate what i pulled the plug out on. i should of stuck to my basic instincts and never opened up, should of known only a true fagg would turn on me. but i used to have respect for you, even after shit hit the fan, but your even more tasteless, tacky, and tore-up then before. so you and him have teamed up? am i supposed to be shaken or stired? cause both of you fucks are just absurd. what a surprise, i got all the faggies ganging up on me.
now that i'm on the topic of that one, it wasn't enough that i put a roof over your head, wasn't enough that i put food on your plate, wasn't enough that i opened up to you like no one in the world, wasn't enough that you were able to depended on me... and that was just one of your many mistakes mother fucker. cause when you slipped off with someone else's dick in your ass, you lost a real good bitch. it's evident that your think your back on top of the world now, keep that smile on your face as long as you can ride out depending on another dumb fuck; like i was back then, cause when the world turns... you'll find yourself on the bottom again... but of course your already accustomed to that.
and what can i say after a few years of beef with you. i've always associated you as being my arch enemy, but an enemy is someone that you are in constant battle with. perhaps you finally grew the fuck up. i hope the hell so. better keep it that way, because i just know that shit would get worse than it has in the past. and i don't want to take it to that level man. although i'm retired from this shit, i still don't like you. that's just the facts.
it's curtains!
this is a public service announcement brought to you by the one and only John Kellum. I have to address all the haters and imitators out there!
since i've turned off the lime light and stepped away from being public with my business and opinions besides the ones i feel comfortable with... my lips have been sealed and i've bit down on my tongue for far too long!
i just have to be blunt and be real with everyone now... although i could turn this fire inside of me into something much more creative, i just need instant relief to get this shit off my chest.
comment if you will, if you feel that i'm talking about you... i probably am, but you must be feeling better guilty to have felt that way. if not, and its directed to you, better yet... it's a personal vendetta. and i'm sorry i have to go back and dig up some issues that are dead and have been put to rest before, but i just have to have a proper funeral in order to burry my hatcet.
so for now, i'm gonna leave the door open, and if you dare to walk in... welcome to the point where those who have crossed my line go.
never could make up your mind, until i made it up for you. that long string that you strung me along with, you can just hang it up man. i already said all i could say, but i have a feeling you still check up on me through all my sites... and i hope that everytime you see my picture you just sigh... just let it all out and cry for what you'll never experience.
why you trying to be me? that version of me has been history. it's kinda flattering but it quite frankly makes me sick cause you really can't do it quite like i can son. but i guess thats the only way you can keep on remembering me huh? well DON'T!
a fuckin' junkie dressed up in armani now. you'd like everyone to believe your reformed and clean. you've always lived a double life homie, you know what i mean? and one of them will eventually lead you on your back for good! sorry, but as long as you live... remember this, i wish i never had met you, i wish i had never became addicted to you. you tried to over dose me in more ways than one.. and i pray that no other fuck fell victim to you the way i did. and for all those old scars open back up... now swallow that.
what a bitch, someone who claims to be your friend but fucks you and you lover over in the end. the audacity of this prick. i admire the fact you came clean about it all, but you still are and will be dirty through my eyes.
and as for this bitch, pregnant and shit. ain't got no funds to put food on her plate. got her husband scrubbing toilets just to get by. if you'd get your fat ass of the couch and lift up the cushions you'd probably find enough money to get your ass a big mac or a few cents to do better.
this time it ain't gonna be just like before, this time around was the last go round. shit will never ever be like it was in the past. if you miss this... just reminisce! there will be no reunion, so everyone else can just stop asking. and i sure hope you ain't reaching out to my crew to resuscitate what i pulled the plug out on. i should of stuck to my basic instincts and never opened up, should of known only a true fagg would turn on me. but i used to have respect for you, even after shit hit the fan, but your even more tasteless, tacky, and tore-up then before. so you and him have teamed up? am i supposed to be shaken or stired? cause both of you fucks are just absurd. what a surprise, i got all the faggies ganging up on me.
now that i'm on the topic of that one, it wasn't enough that i put a roof over your head, wasn't enough that i put food on your plate, wasn't enough that i opened up to you like no one in the world, wasn't enough that you were able to depended on me... and that was just one of your many mistakes mother fucker. cause when you slipped off with someone else's dick in your ass, you lost a real good bitch. it's evident that your think your back on top of the world now, keep that smile on your face as long as you can ride out depending on another dumb fuck; like i was back then, cause when the world turns... you'll find yourself on the bottom again... but of course your already accustomed to that.
and what can i say after a few years of beef with you. i've always associated you as being my arch enemy, but an enemy is someone that you are in constant battle with. perhaps you finally grew the fuck up. i hope the hell so. better keep it that way, because i just know that shit would get worse than it has in the past. and i don't want to take it to that level man. although i'm retired from this shit, i still don't like you. that's just the facts.
it's curtains!