What ever happen to a MIdNS

My CALIBER GOT ME THINKIN ON A HIGER ALGEBRA, Mo money mo murda is all i see, even in the grave you cant rest in piece, cuz somebody want ya spot, its a dangers place to find ya self at the top, destined for hell is my minds state, destroy the white man is my blind hate, lust for money got to get them dolla bills, double cross me and the maggie shoots at will, another day another dolla, money in pocket, so the fliest ish i coppit, never say no cuz erbyody gotta price, some sell their bodies others sell ther life, its just the black mans plithe they say get it how u live it, I always keep it movin, to the illest beats you can find my verbs soothin,steady on my mack'n niggas call me cap cuz i always make it happn, im into budda sacks, white girls wit fat gludious max, money motivated, gettin paid obligated, destined to excell, climbn my way out of hell, something new is what i just might be, says the nigga addicted to N. I. K. E, plush linen got the coochie grinin but i stay true, number one playa commandment never I luv you. so hustlen these streets till i drain it dry, and meet the earth and kiss this world goodbye.


~MIDnigHTSOCiety farewell~

Don t let my size be a surprise-Ryan Goins (Stolen by Clem)