Get To Know The Real Me.
Get To Know The Real Me. Get To Know The Real Me
Mahogany1
We are into a new year. Sometimes that means it's time for cleaning up. Out with the old shit and in with the new. Here's what you can expect from me for 2009.
Get To Know The Real Me.
Without the roots of tree it simply will not grow.
To all the Non Roots who ever tried to fuck up my flow.
I've tried to be the best person I could be, within my power.
Being nice doesn't pay, cause mother fuckers will use you, til your dying hour.
You've attempted to sell me fake dreams and there were some, I even bought.
I can't believe I hung around for all your bullshit negative thoughts.
I've tortured myself enough, day in, day out, and it continued into years.
Now the pain is numb and I can't shed anymore fuckin tears.
For all the "Used to Be's", this is going to be hard to swallow, so take your time and chew
I've put a cease to all who speak less of me, I no longer give a fuck about you.
You can call me all the names in the book.
I answer only to GOD, He's the one that got me shook.
All my life I've been the nice bitch, letting fake people control me.
Now here's my ass to kiss, but wait let me bend, there's more to see.
You dumb asses can no longer treat me like a rental or lease.
I had to get control of life and get back the peace.
All of you Hater's will think I have an attitude, but I'm just changing my style a bit.
I'm taking it to a new dimension with a twist of some real shit.
Some people come into your world for a lifetime or a season, but there is no connection.
So don't fuck up the game by, mixing seasonal people with lifetime expectations.
I know I should have walked away from some people a long time ago,
When the voices in my head were telling me the things I didn't know.
I'm coming out of yesteryear and living for now, so excuse me if you would.
I'm just spittin out what all of you wish you could.
So to all that thought they knew me, here comes your element of surprise.
Enough with the psychological bullshit, thinking that I would compromise.
I'm taking all of the wanna be's and used to be's out of the picture.
Here comes the same me, with an improved twist, a 2009 mixture.
Holla If You're Real!
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