99 Problems and …
Poem by G.Melesaine

I'm ill fated still count my blessings
but my life is stressing
I'm on the edge
Runnin so far from my past but now I'm out of breath
Keep my guardian angel on me because somebody wants me dead
Niggas hate me for no reason but continue to smile in my face
Maybe its because I'm not searchin for friends, not searchin for fame,
not searchin for love
I'm conveyed into this heaven where the music is slugs
the money is drugs, and the "high" is our love
My life is no movie, only if its directed by GOD
Lost my last relationship because I cant balance my alter ego,
Its so hard,
to let go of you when the creator of my dreams with zest
but the otherside of me can't feel nothing I'm heartless and
I wanna change.
I wanna be right, live a quiet life just u and I.
But my heart lies and I'm already convinced there is no other way
My sisters are in love with bruises and tears
Love is blind when in ur heart u fear
So I put two bullets in my clip.
Reserved ten years of my life because I'm tired of niggas treating my
family like shit
I have nothing to lose
Two warrants out for me already so I continue to move
Theres no power in law only if u follow
So I lead.
Rebel with my people causing peace to the police
I have a nice ride with no gas pushin through fumes
Hustling month to month support the local fiends just to get through
Got someone buying me shit knowing I love only as a lie
We fell from heaven and dropped into hell
ghetto angels know that life is just a slow death with a few smiles
but nobody tells
My pockets are thin, temptation to sin
I wanna go out and just live again
Nobody knows but me, the trouble that Ive seen,
Will kill your soul instantly
Its so easy to smile and so hard to cry
So hard to live and so easy to die
Fuck the rhyme
I've been so close to death because I want my soul back now
I wanna love GOD, I wanna be free
I want to get lost into music and see the light that yall see
This ain't that same shit you heard,fake niggas preaching so now the
lies are overboard
Don't hate for me, don't change for me
Don't write me your lies
Search yourself for life and fuck it until it moans
My ink runnin so low
99 problems
Maybe a bitch was one, who knows?

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