Pressure

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    Pressure

     Im feelin vasts amounts of pressure
    Pain is overwhelmin me
    I swear half my former guys
    Overwhelmed with jealousy

    I done did some bogus things
    Turned my back on the lord
    If you live by the knife
    You gone die by the sword

    I done turned my life around
    At least I try to convince
    My little cousin to live right
    But he stay on the fence

    Should he climb the wall of right
    Of shimmey down the wrong side
    Cause its hard up in these streets
    And dudes is tryin to survive

    You got some people that keep jobs
    And work they 9 to 5
    The other half of the same nixxas
    They just slang to survive

    Roll around the brook with packs
    40 ounze in the lap
    I cant believe its still niggas
    That’s livin like that

    40 days and 40 nights
    of liquor chronic fatigue
    im askin god why am I weary
    lazy chronic fatigued

    he tell me am I livin right
    and didn’t wait for my answer
    what im doin with my life
    is steady causin a cancer

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    cmlestrade commented on Pressure

    07-23-2009

    Your poetry is great. I read one poem and kept reading more. i could not get enough. Please keep them coming. They are greatly appreciated.
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    freind commented on Pressure

    05-31-2009

    now that is puttin right on the line you put it rightdoes not get ant clearerthan that well done i liked it
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    loanslanger

    07/22/2009

    no doubt. thanks for comment. much love.

    Spiralout1022 commented on Pressure

    05-31-2009

    its a pretty slick lyric, i like it, obviously shows the everlong look for some of lifes mysteries, questioning choices made things done, i can surely relate.good read
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    loanslanger

    07/22/2009

    thanks spiralout. i try to only write about things I know. appreciate the comments.

    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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