Bullets...Guns...and Cocain!!

you dont kno wht it feels like to wake up to the same dream every day
its like a splinter in your head...
lodged forver....mind numbing pain
never knew wht it felt like until THEN!!!

every morning when i look into the mirror..
i dont see my self
the walls on the other side arent familiar either

evrything i owned back then was bought with BLOOD money
the television,the showcase,the sofa...even the food tht i ate..evry bit of it

and i did away with all that..
everything but food
food sustains life...
and life is precious
smart ppl always value it the most
they never mattered to me
the ones who did.....wer shot dead!!

THEY CALL HIM THE FAT LUCKY BASTARD
HAS ESCAPED TWO ATTEMPTS ON HIS LIFE..
THEY SAY HE REFUSES TO HAVE BODY GUARDS
HUH...ONE FAT PRETENTIOUS LUCKY BASTARD
NOT THIS TIME..

that day my precision failed me
it cost me my reputation
one mistake and a lifetime of misery
but nothing lasts forever..
especially misery!
its amazing how a bullet can end a life and its miseries

one shot gone wrong and i am smoking cartons
it makes my hands shiver
in this trade,perfection cant have a tremble
but i am smoking now...y??....you wud kno if u wer me..

i lived a life of bloodshed...guts...and glory..
i had everything then...
EVERYTHING that matters.....
NOTHING TO ME NOW!!

sanity kept in..
i never had courage to..pull the trigger on my self
but desperation often drives a man to the brink of insanity
and i am desparate to set the things right
one last job and then .....its OVER!!

ITS AMAZING HOW A BULLET CAN END A LIFE AND ITS MISERIES!!!