Sympathy For The Devil
Before I Drop Some Peckz.
I Ran.
Iraq.
Ya All Blowin
It Da Fuck Up
Here
In Da Swamp.
يو. العراق. whad تصل Ya. في كل دا جميل بالتأكيد أفضل. الله صلى الله عليه وسلم كل واحد منكم نظرة جميلة . thankx على قراءة سورة يس كل. مستنقع الحب إلى يعقوب .
On Wit Da Show.
Sympathy For The Devil
Yeah.
I Know.
What Am I All Up Into
Da Fowler You Ask?
Popped The EarBudz
Into The Galaxy.
Into The Galaxy.
Stuck Da Budz
Into My Ears.
Into My Ears.
Felt Like
Chawin On
Some
Chawin On
Some
Rollin Stonez.
A Little Sympathy For The Devil.
There It was.
I Hit It.
Jagger Lightin It Up.
Beltin It Out.
Hiz Heart Felt Sympathy For Satan.
I Ain't Gonna Lie.
A Big Phat Smile Crossed My Old
Crooked Grill.
I Was Time Warp Catapulted Back
To
Crenshaw
South Central
Hood
Hangin With My Original Homey.
My Main Dawg.
Whatz The Chanze.
Growin Up Together Right On
The Next Store.
Born On The Exact Same Day.
The Exact Time Of Day.
Jonze
One Year My Senior.
One Year My Senior.
Seemingly A Life Long.
Suckin Up Bookz since
The Age
Of 5 Yearz.
Suckin Up Bookz since
The Age
Of 5 Yearz.
Thankx To Second Oldest Sis.
Miss Ya Much Girl.
Subject Matter
Didn't
Even
Matter.
Was All Bout Da Wordz.
The Rhythm.
The Read.
I Preface For The Reason
That The Age Of 11 Years
Old Was Health and Medicine.
I Was Fascinated By The Fact
That Our Human Bodies Are
Comprised Of 75% Water.
That The Most Important Function
Our Human Bodies Perform Iz
Elimination.
All Of Thiz Knowledge.
By Pure Happen Chance
Lead Directly To My Third
Job At The Age Of 14 Yearz.
I Caught A Job In A Downtown
Los Angeles Vitamin Shop.
Back In Those Dayz The Only
Peep's Walkin Thru The Door
Were The Wealthy
And
The Starz.
Ain't Gonna Lie.
Met Some Very Cool
People.
Knew Em A Lifetime.
I Had Plenty Of Time To
Read Regarding Health
And
The Human Body.
Human Elimination Alwayz
Rose To The Forefront In
Regards To Promoting Excellent
Health.
I'm Layin This Down For
The Reason That My
Dawg.
LifeLong.
Jonez.
Expired As The Direct Result
Of
Colon Rectal Cancer.
The Blessing In All Thiz
Was That Jonez And I
Spent Our Birthday That
Year At My Crib Off Las
Olas Boulevard
On
Hendricks Isle.
Back In SOFL(South Florida)
Da 954
Thiz Was My 51st Birthday.
Jonez 52cd Birthday.
He Looked Like Hell.
Popin Oxy Codon
On Da Hour.
No Less.
We Had A Blast.
I Even Copped Him
Some
Tweeze
To Ease The Pain.
No.
The Author
Don't Puff Tweeze.
We Sat
And
Yakked On My Outside Back Porch.
Just Blew My Dawg's Mind Sittin There
Watching The Boats Cruizin Up
And Down The Intracoastal.
We Planned Our Next Birthday
Back In Los Angeles.
So Here I Am Today.
Earz Vibratin.
M. Jagger
Just
Screamin.
Just
Pleeze
Throw
Da
Fowler
Some
Damn
Ass
Sympathy.
My Eyes Shut Tight.
My Feat Up In Da Beat
Tearz Wellin.
There We Were.
Back In Da Hood Jammin.
Dis Old Mind Ain't What It Use
To Be.
Memory Every Now
And
Then Doin That Grey Matter
Synopsis Jump Da Skip.
One Memory For Sure Etched
In
The Deep Dark Cavern Of My Mind.
I Was Backin My Truck Out
Of
My Drive Way There On
Hendricks Isle.
One Of My Cells Began To Ring.
My Youngest Son.
8 Yearsz Old
Grabbed
The Motorola.
"Hey Daddy.
Phone Sayz
Jonzey Boy".
"Thanx Son.
Yo. Whad Up Dawg"?
"Ryan Itz Donna"
"Hey Girl".
Donna Was Jonze' First Wife.
They Stayed Cloze To The Very End.
"I'm At Matt's House.
I Cooked Him
Some Breakfast.
He Went To Hiz Bedroom.
Took A Nap.
I Was Preparing Him Lunch.
All
Of
A Sudden I Hear Thiz Weird
Deep Deep Moan.
Then A Long Sigh.
Then A Long
Dragged Out Bre..."
"Breath Of Air. Matt's Dead.
Right"?
"How Did You Know Ryan"?
"Girl.
Regarding Death.
I Wish I Had A
Ten Dollar Bill For Each
And
Every Death I Have Either Witnessed
Or
Have Been Very Close To".
"Oh My God Ryan. What Do I Do"?
"How Long Ago Did Thiz Happen".
"Gosh Ryan. Not Even 5 Minutes.
I Immediately Called You".
"Alright Girl. Hit Up 911.
Call
Me Back".
I Pulled The Truck Up To
The Side Of The Road
On
Hendricks Isle.
Shifted Into Park
And
Just
Starred Out
Onto To Las
Olas Boulevard.
Still Holdin The Open
Motorola
In My Shakin Handz.
"Daddy. Daddy.
What Matt Say. Everything
All Right Daddy"?
"Yeah Son. Everything Just
Fine".
With That I Reached Across
The Seat Of The Chevy 3500
Grabbed Jake.
Held Him Oh So Very Tight.
For Oh So Very Long.
We Both Cried.
2004
May.
A Year
And
Month
That Will
Forever Be Etched
In The Deepest Recess
Of Grey Matter In My
Growin Older By The Day
Brain.
For It Is That Year.
2004.
That Month.
May.
The Lord Called Home
Jonze.
My Momz.
My Brother Ron.
My Brother Patrick.
Yeah.
Without
One
Scintilla
Of
An
Iota
Of
Doubt.
I'm Da Last
Of
Da Last
Muthu Fuckas
Standin.
Yeah.
Bet Da Farm.
Damn
Ass
Tearz
All
Up
And
Down
The
Whorez
Expansive
KeyBoard.
Yeah.
C'mon Binny.
We Da Fuck Up Out Dis Bitch.
Ryan. Out.
Tail End
I Ain't Gonna Lie.
Been A Great Life.
Picture Me Rollin.
Yeah.
Pac.
Miss Ya Dawg
Miss Ya Much Girl.
Subject Matter
Didn't
Even
Matter.
Was All Bout Da Wordz.
The Rhythm.
The Read.
I Preface For The Reason
That The Age Of 11 Years
Old Was Health and Medicine.
I Was Fascinated By The Fact
That Our Human Bodies Are
Comprised Of 75% Water.
That The Most Important Function
Our Human Bodies Perform Iz
Elimination.
All Of Thiz Knowledge.
By Pure Happen Chance
Lead Directly To My Third
Job At The Age Of 14 Yearz.
I Caught A Job In A Downtown
Los Angeles Vitamin Shop.
Back In Those Dayz The Only
Peep's Walkin Thru The Door
Were The Wealthy
And
The Starz.
Ain't Gonna Lie.
Met Some Very Cool
People.
Knew Em A Lifetime.
I Had Plenty Of Time To
Read Regarding Health
And
The Human Body.
Human Elimination Alwayz
Rose To The Forefront In
Regards To Promoting Excellent
Health.
I'm Layin This Down For
The Reason That My
Dawg.
LifeLong.
Jonez.
Expired As The Direct Result
Of
Colon Rectal Cancer.
The Blessing In All Thiz
Was That Jonez And I
Spent Our Birthday That
Year At My Crib Off Las
Olas Boulevard
On
Hendricks Isle.
Back In SOFL(South Florida)
Da 954
Jonez 52cd Birthday.
He Looked Like Hell.
Popin Oxy Codon
On Da Hour.
No Less.
We Had A Blast.
I Even Copped Him
Some
Tweeze
To Ease The Pain.
No.
The Author
Don't Puff Tweeze.
We Sat
And
Yakked On My Outside Back Porch.
Just Blew My Dawg's Mind Sittin There
Watching The Boats Cruizin Up
And Down The Intracoastal.
We Planned Our Next Birthday
Back In Los Angeles.
So Here I Am Today.
Earz Vibratin.
M. Jagger
Just
Screamin.
Just
Pleeze
Throw
Da
Fowler
Some
Damn
Ass
Sympathy.
My Eyes Shut Tight.
My Feat Up In Da Beat
Tearz Wellin.
There We Were.
Back In Da Hood Jammin.
Dis Old Mind Ain't What It Use
To Be.
Memory Every Now
And
Then Doin That Grey Matter
Synopsis Jump Da Skip.
One Memory For Sure Etched
In
The Deep Dark Cavern Of My Mind.
I Was Backin My Truck Out
Of
My Drive Way There On
Hendricks Isle.
One Of My Cells Began To Ring.
My Youngest Son.
8 Yearsz Old
Grabbed
The Motorola.
"Hey Daddy.
Phone Sayz
Jonzey Boy".
"Thanx Son.
Yo. Whad Up Dawg"?
"Ryan Itz Donna"
"Hey Girl".
Donna Was Jonze' First Wife.
They Stayed Cloze To The Very End.
"I'm At Matt's House.
I Cooked Him
Some Breakfast.
He Went To Hiz Bedroom.
Took A Nap.
I Was Preparing Him Lunch.
All
Of
A Sudden I Hear Thiz Weird
Deep Deep Moan.
Then A Long Sigh.
Then A Long
Dragged Out Bre..."
"Breath Of Air. Matt's Dead.
Right"?
"How Did You Know Ryan"?
"Girl.
Regarding Death.
I Wish I Had A
Ten Dollar Bill For Each
And
Every Death I Have Either Witnessed
Or
Have Been Very Close To".
"Oh My God Ryan. What Do I Do"?
"How Long Ago Did Thiz Happen".
"Gosh Ryan. Not Even 5 Minutes.
I Immediately Called You".
"Alright Girl. Hit Up 911.
Call
Me Back".
I Pulled The Truck Up To
The Side Of The Road
On
Hendricks Isle.
Shifted Into Park
And
Just
Starred Out
Onto To Las
Olas Boulevard.
Still Holdin The Open
Motorola
In My Shakin Handz.
"Daddy. Daddy.
What Matt Say. Everything
All Right Daddy"?
"Yeah Son. Everything Just
Fine".
With That I Reached Across
The Seat Of The Chevy 3500
Grabbed Jake.
Held Him Oh So Very Tight.
For Oh So Very Long.
We Both Cried.
2004
May.
A Year
And
Month
That Will
Forever Be Etched
In The Deepest Recess
Of Grey Matter In My
Growin Older By The Day
Brain.
For It Is That Year.
2004.
That Month.
May.
The Lord Called Home
Jonze.
My Momz.
My Brother Ron.
My Brother Patrick.
Yeah.
Without
One
Scintilla
Of
An
Iota
Of
Doubt.
I'm Da Last
Of
Da Last
Muthu Fuckas
Standin.
Yeah.
Bet Da Farm.
Damn
Ass
Tearz
All
Up
And
Down
The
Whorez
Expansive
KeyBoard.
Yeah.
C'mon Binny.
We Da Fuck Up Out Dis Bitch.
Ryan. Out.
Tail End
I Ain't Gonna Lie.
Been A Great Life.
Picture Me Rollin.
Yeah.
Pac.
Miss Ya Dawg
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