aha. -_- compose another song. rap also.. hahahha.. fk la! cannot isit. my life is like a..... niggar =x sue me. i'm racist. i know some got spelling mistake.. and tat chim word stephylococcal is of coz spelt wrong =) but its a fatal virus in not-properly-canned-foood. AHA. i learnt tat from food hygiene. fine. >.> tats the only thing i learnt for tat lesson.. lol~

I thought i had it all figured out.. i did.
i thought i was tough enough to stick it out with her
but i wasnt tough enough to juggle 2 things at once
i found myself in a pool of shit. could this be the reason to get my stuff and just leave?
i thought i wouldnt see this shit myself. its just me.
nobody could just see this shit i felt. Knowing damn well she wasnt gonna be there when i fell. and catch me.
the moment she was hit, she just fell. i'm standing there swinging my bag. wondering if i should just go away. before i knew it, i was dealing with seven people. i couldnt even see the mirror when it fell.
turned around, saw randy pushing her to the side.
saw her roll, rushed in and beat him to the ground.
Is that wrong? i dont need to go to the boys home.
i'm not about to lose my freeedom over this female.
i need to slow down try to slow down. i need to know whats happening... i need to get my feet on the ground(xiao ta shi di) .. so goodbye underworld.

I dont want my face on the wanted list. if i could leave the world by swallowing a bottle of stephylococcal, i would and end it for good. goodbye underworld. this world is too much.

Even if there are anything that bothers me, i got them bottled up.
i think about them now.
but i'm not about to give up.
no. i got to get up.
i promised my dad i'll have a better family than his now. i would be a responsible father thats not alot of good, but i wouldnt want my daughter to be laying in a puddle of mud. (i prefer daughter to son =P )
must be my mind cause i dont know how to do it.
all i know is that i dont want to follow the footsteps of my mom cause i hated her so bad.
the worse feeling i would ever want to have is to be like her fucking ass.
man. if you could understand why i am the way i am...what do i say to my dad when i tell him....
all i wanted was to give my daughter the life i never had.
even if it meant working my ass off. it doesnt matter to me.
do you know wad i mean.(now u know why i dont mind even if its a 12hr job at downtown east.)
i dont wanna quit or shit.

I feel like this is it. for me to have this much, i feel like this is it.
this is not a game. this is real life.
underworld struck my ass, consumed my fucking dick.
fuck the weapons, i'm done.
i'll never look again.
i will never whop some ass.
i love my friends. but noone would ever give a fuck even when i'd sacrificed everything that i had.
what more can i ask for?
everywhere i go i would have asked myself first.
i'm trapped. if i could go back, i would never have went under.
i sold my soul to the devil i would never get it back.
i just want to leave this game with my head intact.
imagine going from class to class and when noone is seeing and everything just blew up
and all you did was just walk pass.
everyone starts blamming you. its your fault.
its fucking crazy. goodbye underworld.
goodbye....... I'm gone for good.


ps: i know someone who shouldnt be here is reading this shit. aha. good then. contiue hiding.

and. to me, its actually better to do all the wrong things.. get the experience. suffer myself.
and next time i'll know which direction my children(if i had any) would be heading. and lead them back to the correct path.