The Jester
06-17-2005, 08:24 PM
This ones about my life, family losses, my family and some pretty fucked up people I've crossed paths with.
Its dedicated to Alex and Rita.
I grew up in Ayr where your car gets popped up/
Roam the streets at night youths get your ass all fucked up/
They say I talk shit, but I aint a good talker/
God bless the memories of Alex Walker/
And Rita too, shame I never knew you/
Died ‘fore I was born but I wish I had, that much is true/
Big Bill went in a coma, we thought he met his maker/
A miracle happened, he came out 13 years later/
My Dad too, aint even got skills to put up a shelf/
Scolding me, how the fuck do you think I defend myself?/
Now, what do ya think I was supposed to do/
When Pandy came round I wrecked his bitch ass crew/
With my bare hands you should have seen dripping his sweat glands/
I bust their noses when they where still busting to pop bands/
Good job I dropped the knife when I left Blackheath/
Survived that dump by the skin of my teeth/
Picked on by the blacks, stuck a gun in my face/
Just because I’m a member of the Scot-land race/
Now I’m stuck on what to do and angry at this bitch I hated/
Its people like her, that make a guy so frustrated/
Ya’ see her boyfriend just died, he was coughin’ up blood/
Whats that bitch gonna do, goes after some guy, worst shit I heard/
Don’t usually name-drop, but I’m no longer all smiles/
I tell you this bitch, her names Hayley Miles/
Alex, we had some good times but I wish they was longer/
It just a shame you lost your leg, life pass ya by when your younger/
Rest in peace my old friend, send Rita my love/
One day I’ll join you, fly away like a dove/
Its dedicated to Alex and Rita.
I grew up in Ayr where your car gets popped up/
Roam the streets at night youths get your ass all fucked up/
They say I talk shit, but I aint a good talker/
God bless the memories of Alex Walker/
And Rita too, shame I never knew you/
Died ‘fore I was born but I wish I had, that much is true/
Big Bill went in a coma, we thought he met his maker/
A miracle happened, he came out 13 years later/
My Dad too, aint even got skills to put up a shelf/
Scolding me, how the fuck do you think I defend myself?/
Now, what do ya think I was supposed to do/
When Pandy came round I wrecked his bitch ass crew/
With my bare hands you should have seen dripping his sweat glands/
I bust their noses when they where still busting to pop bands/
Good job I dropped the knife when I left Blackheath/
Survived that dump by the skin of my teeth/
Picked on by the blacks, stuck a gun in my face/
Just because I’m a member of the Scot-land race/
Now I’m stuck on what to do and angry at this bitch I hated/
Its people like her, that make a guy so frustrated/
Ya’ see her boyfriend just died, he was coughin’ up blood/
Whats that bitch gonna do, goes after some guy, worst shit I heard/
Don’t usually name-drop, but I’m no longer all smiles/
I tell you this bitch, her names Hayley Miles/
Alex, we had some good times but I wish they was longer/
It just a shame you lost your leg, life pass ya by when your younger/
Rest in peace my old friend, send Rita my love/
One day I’ll join you, fly away like a dove/