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I'm 19, live in Murrieta,CA but formally Oceanside,CA. I'm basically a writer turn musician. I have a love for music unlike anyone I know. This is just a way for me to share my creations with other people.
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #12,765
Peak in subgenre #4,165
Author
DaviD WoRdplay
Rights
Wr!te MinD Productions
Uploaded
February 19, 2004
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.3 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
Verse 1:
It was always told to me-I was a Waste of Space
With my living conditions there was no Space to Waste
Poor with no job… How’d I ever Face this Case
I always confronted all of my problems Face to Face
In a rush to grow up I had a Taste of Haste
Talent with no exposure, what a Waste of Grace
Headed back to my hometown- gone without a Trace
Coming back to Hell-How could I ever Face this Place
Fucked up childhood- Was hopeless with No Future
How did I make it- Either Focus or I’d Shoot Ya
That was the old motto- a life I Left Behind
But problems still followed- it’s like Stress is Blind
Not knowing the changes I was Trying to Make
So called friends followed-people I was Dying to Shake
But in the Wake of my new life remained Old Problems
More strife from old shit- I knew I had to Solve ‘Em
But to Involve ‘Em in my Scheme to Make it Big
I had to do a couple Things I wish I Never Did
Murder, Gunplay- Those things were kept on The Hush
They knew David Wordplay was someone you couldn’t Touch
Unknown to me there was something Bigger Unfolding
It was like them pulling the Trigger while I was Reloading
Verse 2:
In a blink of an eye all this could be gone in a Second
Not knowing my fate I’m forced to keep a Weapon
Cocked & Loaded went to the store to Cop a Soda
That’s where I met Frankie, daughter of a Cop I Noticed
The Cops Done Rolled up with Glocks outa Holsters
I stopped moving’ closer, noticed me from a poster
Weapons put back in place- I was Safe for Now
But How could they know me, my Fate is Foul
For some reason I was meant to Meet this Dime
I was clam for now but my Heartbeat did Climb
She offered me her # so I Stopped & Wrote It
Next she was giving me brain until my Cock Exploded
It was Not till I Noticed-her interest in my Past
I Mentioned his name- losing her breath she Asked
Why did I leave and comeback to this Hell-hold
But she knew everything- not needing to be Told
I knew her true intentions-Disguised as a Setup
Waiting to get me to the right spot to get Wet Up
But I’m Fed-up, No more games-The playing is Done
Role reversal-used her to set them up to be Sonned
Everything’s on the line-this is the Moment of Truth
Matter of Time till it’s done but will they have Proof
Verse 3:
I invited her over one night- dinner at my crib
Fact is-I didn’t tell her exactly where I lived
Go down Washington & I’ll meet you Out Front
& there I was on the porch smoking a Blunt
Put on a Front like I didn’t know her Plans
Grabbed her & didn’t let Go of her Hands
I Gave her a hug, a rose & even a Kiss
Whispered in her ear, you can shoot but don’t miss
Van door opened, thought they had me Trapped
But I wasn’t the only one there waiting & Strapped
Multiple gun shots-watched as the bullets rained down
Asked her “How the fuck you gon’ play me for a Clown”
Gave her my gun Told her you know what to Do
Either you do it or I can pull the trigger for You
