" C. R. Y."- Cause really you
“C.R.Y” -- Cause Really You
19 July 09
So, you want me to cry, here it is you got it.
Hiding my seed from me, cause I won’t let u ride it.
Damn, you proved my boys right, you are a silly ho.
My bad for thinking you weren’t a rat, but I have learned though.
I never should have gave it to you, can’t share my sin ten with weak minded broads,
Like you they act stupid, like a fiend strung out on that hard.
Then you get mad when I say I hate you, claiming that I’m just trynna bait you, And I hope this and all my anger elates you, or maybe this rhyme just might save you.
Cause really you ain’t shit without me, Cause really you want to be part of my life, Cause really you thought I’d never doubt you, Cause really you thought you could cause me strife, Cause really you don’t understand what being a real Woman is about.
Oh, you thought your stunts were something, still waiting on those crocodile tears,
Shawty, u going be like the desert waiting for rain, with my shine burning your skull for years,
Why set off this sparing match, and then run and hide behind your family,
You just gave me more ammo, damn bitch you really don’t know me.
Oh I guess cause I’m not like your father, I know paying a bill does not make you pa.
I actually am going to have, see, and raise my child, and imam show you just how far,
And bitch he’s my junior so u definitely owe me, and the only way I’m gonna stop is if they throw me, somewhere deep in a hole with concrete poured over me, and then god himself would still have to control me.
Cause really you started a war, cause really you thought it would be easy,
Cause really you have gone too far, Cause really you mad cause you can’t beat me. Cause really you make me feel bad for you.
And as for your lesbian mother, if you could call her that,
She’s gonna get burned, and hopefully the fire will melt the fat,
That’s wrapped all around her and is the core of her being,
You wonder why she’s been married 8 times; I thought u had started seeing.
That she never loved you, she has no soul.
A world class antagonist, with a heart as black as coal
But here’s something else that I wanna make clear, this conflagragation- your mind is going to sear, oh yeah and remember when she called me queer, well I got news for you she’s been munching carpet for years.
Cause really you never saw the truth, Cause really you just didn’t get it, Cause really you need to lose a tooth, Cause really you need to just quit it. Cause really you are hurting our child.
Now on to your sperm donor, or father as you call him now,
How fast you forgot, how he always made you down.
Remember when he didn’t care about anything you had accomplished,
Now all of the sudden after MY son’s birth, he wants to admonish
So you grabbed hold, finally thought you had his approval,
Guess what though, it’s about Duck- MY son, he still doesn’t like you.
Has he started claim you, or he still giving excuses to explain you, like you don’t he’s ashamed of you, unless you aren’t the same you.
Cause really you have no shine, cause really you know my son is the sun, Cause really you are going to find, Cause really you are just a collapsed star, a barely functioning one Cause really you should be ashamed of yourself.
As for the rest of your worthless clan, thinking they intimidate me.
Ill see them all dead, buried and gone, they can get got- easily.
I have tried to be respectful, but they are no longer civilians.
Here comes this acid rain as I use the court system to do my killing.
Told you that your are so ignorant, and you beefing with a grown ass man,
But don’t too complacent bitch and think I’ve grown soft, this is still Body-more, Muder-land.
Imma say again so u get it thru you’ re head, Only way u getting my son is if I’m dead, You better go pickup a copy of the burning bed, and remember what the fuck I keep in that shed.
Cause really you going suffer longer then I have, Cause really you bought it on your self, Cause really you abusing my son bad, Cause really you need to seek professional help, Cause really you are another hood-rat playing mommy.
And so I laugh out, loud, long and proud. Lame Antagonistic Ugly- Soled Girl Ha, Ha.
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