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    dots Submission Name: Grown Men Don't Crydots
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    Author: Robbing Hood
    ASL Info:    16/m/Ark
    Elite Ratio:    3.41 - 26/35/10
    Words: 893
    Class/Type: Lyrics/Depressed
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       just some shit i worked on till 4 o clock in the fucking morning. it is the most serious, shit ive ever wrote, and if you would just please, i emptied my soul into this so if you read it at least give me a comment even if you say its the stupidest write youve ever read please comment.


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    (Verse 1)
    This is simply a revision of a thought/
    a day of which my heart stop/
    the day i find i have no more time on my clock/
    i thought of i as invincible, id never drop/
    i remember looking at the mirror as i take out the frustration/
    but now my mind is dead, but my soul just now awakened/
    its only half familiar to me, this time its my life i feel like taking/
    "pull the trigger" thats what my daddy is saying/
    not really but he tell me i aint worth shit/
    the way he talk to me, its like he want me to unload the clip/
    on myself and end this life of mine/
    i'm sorry, im trying to finish this ryme/
    i understand you just aint got time/
    youd rather be jacking off or playing nitendo/
    mabe you just bought a bag of indo/
    I just wanna die, sincerely signed/
    a suicidal mind/


    (Chorus)
    Daddy always told me grown men don't cry/
    I'm sorry daddy but I just had to die/
    theres no correcting the wrongs to what i've done/
    I hope to have another chance, if it would just be the last one/

    Daddy always told me grown men don't cry/
    I'm sorry daddy but i just had to die/
    theres no correcting the wrongs to what i've done/
    I hope to have another chance, if it would just be the last one/

    Daddy always told me grown men don't cry/
    So I stay strong and try and dry my eye/
    I'm sorry daddy but i just had to die/
    theres no correcting the wrongs to what ive done/
    i hope to have another chance, if it would just be the last one/

    (Verse 2)
    So now i got the fucking gun in my hand/
    my rage intensifies as im ready to execute my plane/
    To put my thoughts on the side of the wall/
    the flash was the last thing that i saw/
    the last feeling i felt was so simple/
    This burning sensation of a bullet in the temple/
    so laying at my fathers desk where they found me/
    the paramedics said there was nothing more of me to be/
    closed casket at my funeral, i dont give a shit/
    as a matter of fact good, i dont want to hear that bitch/
    I don't want to hear it, that sad song/
    you wanna remember me, play 50 and have a bitch shake her ass in a thong/
    im tired of funerals anyway/
    im tired of being paul bearer for friend and family/
    its just another young'n screaming fuck the world, hoodlum the way he choose/
    if im lucky, even get a spot on chanel 7 news/
    headlines in papers reading, suicidal teenager looking for attention/
    you dont know shit about me, blowing my brains out wasnt my mission/
    i just wanted people to hear what i had to say/
    i was just hopeing for a brighter day/
    but now im dead i was murderd by stress/
    i couldn't take hurt on my chest/
    i just had to die, much love/
    a dead thug/

    (Chorus)
    Daddy always told me grown men don't cry/
    I'm sorry daddy but I just had to die/
    theres no correcting the wrongs to what i've done/
    I hope to have another chance, if it would just be the last one/

    Daddy always told me grown men don't cry/
    I'm sorry daddy but i just had to die/
    theres no correcting the wrongs to what i've done/
    I hope to have another chance, if it would just be the last one/

    Daddy always told me grown men don't cry/
    So I stay strong and try and dry my eye/
    I'm sorry daddy but i just had to die/
    theres no correcting the wrongs to what ive done/
    i hope to have another chance, if it would just be the last one/

    (Verse 3)
    And then, i wake up from the dream, nightmared/
    The coldness of death has got me scared/
    I've been wanting to murder myself now for years/
    Only ending in im not strong enough and then tears/
    But now, you see i understand how easy it is truely/
    to pull a triger and let everyone be through with me/
    So i calmly walk to the office of my dad, the same one in my dream/
    i open a dresser and seen the same shit that ive seen/
    i loaded the 40 caliber and put it to my face/
    ready for gunpowder and the taste/
    but then as i get read to pull that trigger/
    i realize death being so peacefull its the easy way out, i figure/
    And i swear to god i wont end something just because it becomes a little to unstable/
    ill work with that bitch till she comes back for me to be able/
    to stand my two feet on, im too strong, my soul has too much muscle/
    an og taught me the hustle switch, switch with the hustle/
    fuck my father ill never die, sincerely signed/
    a suvivor of this day and time/

    Daddy always told me grown men don't cry/
    But strongly i refuse to dry my eye/
    im invincible homie i cant die/
    suicide is no more than a lie




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      This was pretty deep. Maybe daddy isn't such a role model after all. Life is worth the living no matter what obstacles get in the way. God places all of us here for a reason...and if it is our time to go...that is his choice not ours. Some look at life in the wrong perspective...that we live to die...living like that gives us no life while we are alive.

    As for grown men don't cry...if a man...is grown...then he should never be ashamed to shed a tear every now and then. He should have that security within himself to know that it is okay. Sometimes just the release of one tear can heal many inner pains.

    This was a tight flow. I could see you with Eminem on this one. He carries the same style as you a little bit. Or you carry his...whatever.

    Keep your head up and always know that you control your destiny. And the negativity that surrounds us is darkness...never give in to the darkness. Choose your own path and you will be lead to paradise!

    Much love baby boy!

    Li
    | Posted on 2005-12-20 00:00:00 | by Munchie_1226 | [ Reply to This ]
      i personally liked this. the flow seemed kinda simple but maybe it will sound better if i heard it. the word choice was good and u wrote about a very strong topic. pretty long. i liked the transition from suicide victim to survivor
    | Posted on 2005-12-17 00:00:00 | by unknown soldier | [ Reply to This ]
      The profanity seems semms to be more of a distraction, than something that actually helps the poem. You have a good start to something here, but it still needs alot of work. A lot of the wording is awkward, and at times your thoughts seem really jumbled together. It has a very moving message though.
    | Posted on 2005-12-17 00:00:00 | by Saimi Marie | [ Reply to This ]
      please if write [censored], please do it write. tom

    "This is( a )simply revision of a thought/
    a day of which my heart (stopped/)
    the day i find i have no more time on my (dick/)
    i thought of i as invincible, id never (drop kick/)
    i remember looking at the mirror as i (frustrate)/
    (blow my load its dead,) but my soul just now awakened/
    its only half familiar to me, (half-time) its my life i feel like taking/
    "pull the trigger" (thatís ) what my daddy is saying/
    not really but he (tells) me i (am) worth [censored]/
    the way (he talks) to me, its like he (wants) me to unload the clip/
    on myself and end this life of mine/ (not his)
    i'm sorry, iím trying to finish this ryme/(in time)
    i understand you just aint got time( too)/
    youd rather be jacking off or playing nitendo/
    mabe you just bought a bag of dope/
    I just wa-wa die, sincerely signed/
    a screwed blue suicidal mind/"
    | Posted on 2005-12-17 00:00:00 | by poetotoe | [ Reply to This ]
      damn man, I don't know what to say other than youve hit the pipe just enough times to make you a [censored]in genious....its odd being there when alot of the inspiration came you for this song.....damn, that wwas a [censored]ed up night...but you hit it real real big with this one man

    Duece~
    *the aberrant soldier
    | Posted on 2005-12-17 00:00:00 | by maninthemirror | [ Reply to This ]


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