hero

I was walking down the street yesterday after work and thought,

shit is this my life now? Is this all there is? shit...

I haven't got time for myself, or meeting other people, quite shitty.

I dont want to be a man that is tied down to his work I dont want to be a goddamn asshole

in a business suit in 5 years time, become hypnotised, living a life of lies rushing down a street in my 700$ suit, taking a glance in my wrist watch as I walk by ya.

fuck that! I wanna get abit of cash and fuck off. see the world, go to Africa, Australia.

we weren't born to be fucking ants, we should just chill. Just think of all the people you pass during your day, and probably will never get to know, there is so many of us, I just cant believe that's what we are meant to do basically be slaves, worry about money and die...

hell no!

only way to bare this world is to express those feelings, by painting and obviously writing,

I can't quite handle it, it gets a little bit harder every day, wishing my life away.

and as I see everyday motherfuckers running rushing, living a fake world, step the fuck back and look around, "the wisdom's in the trees not the glass windows."

basically what im saying is im tired,

and im trapped in this system, but atleast I can step back, I know, I see, I can,

YOU, CAN.

I'd like to dedicate this to  
Nathaniel Hail
19 August 1969-
15 March 2011
R.I.P.

Red Stripe and 6 pints

18th of march, im fuckin 18. damn.

after work at three I went to a bank to cash a check and get my pin coz i have forgotten it... xD

it's a beutifulsunny day and i feel good. walk into WhSmiths and bought a 20deck of cigs legally

she didnt ID me tho, after to zetland street and bought four cans of Red Stripe, Jamaican lager beer.

and she didnt ID me either ;D

as i walked down the street looking down on my converse all straz and smoking a Richmond while the sun was shining down in the one functioning earphone there was Bob Marley-Dont rock my boat. shortly i arrived at Spud's and gave him a can, and played street fighter lol.

back to work fifinshed at 9o'clock about to leave and Robo found out it's my eighteeth and he got me a pint of deuchars, than Phil got me a pint of Tetleys, and than they gave me 4 pint's on the hause, i was fucked...got a call from dad and my auntie plus my sis. that was cool ;]

basically lets see what the new year brings.

 life is one big road with lots of signs. So when you riding through the ruts, don't complicate your mind. Flee from hate, mischief and jealousy. Don't burry your thoughts, put your vision to reality . Wake Up and Live!

Gravel Pit

.Take it back.
Ok check out the gravel pit...
difficulties, difficulties etc.
whatever.
Gravel pit, dangerous to cross or climb, and
obstruction in your path, what do you do?
Go around? go down and up? move it?
you dont need to move the mountain just
get the strength to climb. Too much effort in an early stage might destroy rest of the path...
In the pit:
hmm. never know what you run in to, might get
stranded, collapsing edges, pot holes etc...
maybe large rocks, takes longer to cross than you thought...
the climb:
Possibly slippery surface, loose grit.
sharp edges, long climb, you might fall...
but if you get to the top, you dust yourself off and
keep going.
Now, why to go through?
actually why go around? what do you learn from the easy way?
Maybe just save the hustle. but what's life without risk?
abit of a gamble and learn along the way.
look at all those little bitches that always take the easy way
expect everything to just happen and everyone to love them
fuck that pussies, it's time to walk through the gravel pit!
get ready for the real symphony of destruction.
As you enter, all you see is dust, makes your eyes tear
strong smell of sulphur all around that makes your skin crawl.
as you move through the misty dust with bare feet you can feel every peace
of glass slowly cut your feet and leave a trail of blood and pain behind you.
as you nearly blinded with your arms stretched, stiff out like a dead mans body
trying to touch, feel your way out as you only go deeper in the mobb deep
the gravel pit that swallows you and never lets you out, but it isn't unbeatable.
any mortal man can defeat it.
as you move you start to feel anger, lost any interest in your life, fear disappears.
staying alive isnt important, just defeating the pit, showing dominance over it.
eyes start to burn, look like cherry's in the mid summer, almost bloody.
teeth start to grind as you chip one of them out of anger and take a oblivious step after step to reach the end, ignoring the bullshit around you.
The weak, would just brake down and give up stuck in endless sorrow and pain, eternally in the pit, maybe this is the reason to go around. And yes not everyone needs to but surely...il leave it at that...so as long as you have the power dont move it out the way and dont go around, fucking soldier through.
I dont need the strength to move mountains,
I just need the strength to climb them.

Māris K. 12/03/2011
23:38

Fucking puppets!
hell yeah.

Mobb Deep

hmm he,
just wait.