17000
It's not about the money
Gunny
Moving smart
I regained my heart
It feels like the work of unique art
Positioning my agitation
Following the truth of my will
Knowing how I feel
Life was fabulous
In the beginning
We hustled hard
Through our journey
Believing God is our greatest attorney
You became greedy
You tried being controlling
You were working against the bond
We were holding
You loaded your Beretta
And
Carried out your vendetta
You would've known better
If you thought clever
The devil won't tell you,
You can't change what was wrongly done
You can't undo the harm of the ones you stunned
The potential of your will was overrun
You haven't won
The waste of your life just begun
You had all you needed To live better
You misused your loyalty
You spread those devious lies
Trigger
You lost your respect
When you became homicidal
You have no title
You made the wrong move
When you became the devil's idol
You came apart
With a malicious rage of heart
Guns may give you a thrill
When you kill
How the hell
You think it became a skill?
You snuck a life
You took a life
It felt like a knife
Every night
No more running
Correctness of the Spirit
Always been Real
You can't conceal
Your bad deal
Pray to your Creator
It's much greater
Rather than being a hater
The correctness of your thinking would've told you,
Don't let destruction be the worst of you
God put the devil down to its knees
These eyes, I see, are guarantees
To lead better
The devil won't tell you,
Don't speak inspired by misimpression
Don't carry out what the ruination knew
Don't act radical like the mindless view
Don't prey corrupt like the destructionist do
Don't live to endanger like the terrorist too
Don't destroy the next-generation crew
The attention to life lessons has always been true
The devil won't tell you,
Correctness of the Spirit
Always been Real
Sabrina Williams
Chris
