It's too many of us It's too crowded In here Now I gotta sit & reflect. All the what ifs Is starting to come into Place Was it my surroundings? Was it my decisions? Yes it was Nobody put me here But me Being controlled Not doing what I was Once able to do All from being Locked up Now I'll really see Who's here for me As I'm locked up Written by kingbty
As a young kid All I ever wanted, Was to be on top Then I was told I had to go out & go get It, If I wanted it... Learned that as a youngin, Tried to surround myself With people who did that Notice I said tried, Because to try, is to fail, So I failed at that, & those I place myself around after that Went ...
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Every Time I leave I don't wanna leave, Every Time you leave I don't want you to leave, I miss you immediately, This feeling I feel Isn't a fairy tale This love we share is real, And we've both had our share Of what we thought was real & This bond that we built, Shall never be broken As if its your heart & My love is a ...
She was the dark horse Little did she know In the beginning things Was cool and as time went by He played with her emotions Made excuses The lies she believed He would disappear For days and weeks That led to months Little did she know She was a secret Well kept When things was sunny She was in the shade When things wasn't right With him She still stayed Until she woke ...
Back scratching Ear biting Eyes excited It's time for some action We in private Wet Wednesday Panties soaking Sucking on that pussy Deep long stroking Your hair I'm holding Ass I'm grabbing I said it's time for some action Wet Wednesday Tit fuckin Dick sucking We sweating You cummin I'm cummin On this Wet Wednesday Written By B.T.Y.
Listen up Now u a school boy Stay in school boy Get schooled boy Playing in these streets U going find yo self Buried six feet deep That ain't where u Wanna be You need to be in School boy... Selling drugs Busting guns Stay in school boy You going mess around Find yourself regretting To the world By the time you learn A lesson It's going be to late I been there Done that Only you ...
You a school girl Keep ya mind On them school books You a school girl Stay your age Don't try be older With ur new looks You a school girl Uploading on these social sites You a school girl Men flirting and They hitting like You a school girl Stay in school girl Get them grades U don't need to be stripper To get paid Get ur doctrines Why Cuz u a school girl And ...
Father forgive us for livin while all my homies stuck in prison Barely breathing believin that the world is a prison It's like a ghetto we can never leave A broken rose givin bloom to the cracks of the concrete So many other things for us to see Things to be, our history so full of tragedy and misery To all ...
I can see your eyes Staring deep Inside mines Flames erupting Perspiration Dripping Hands wrapped around Each other Kisses being exchanged Hot passionate sex From room to room Is what's missing... Love so good Similar to soul food On a Sunday with the family You taste like candy yams Better yet peach cobbler All this from staring at Each other eyes I must admit I have a problem "Staring" Written By B.T.Y.
B.T.Y. is not directed in the way that it sounds. B.T.Y. is for people who judge a book by its cover, for those who won't give us a chance, for those who say we can't do this or do that, for those who think of us as a "statistic"... We are all Better Than You and will be Better Than You...I speak for all those who can relate to B.T.Y. (Click Here to Read More)