here's an extremely long, extremely meaningful cipher. I doubt anyone's gonna read it cause it's so long. Its called My Life. [intro] yo 1 2 1 2 its a strife kid, the battles that we wage on the streets of the night kid I threw the weapons in the woods, but Jason had knife when the police got there, aw well, another chapter in -my life oh yes my analysis of me, sometimes I wonderjust what the hell it really means cause its a cold cold world for a kid like me, and in the sound underground is where I choose to be. an analysis of intellect coming from the womb leaves me hanging offline, and gets me ready for the tomb cause this is my life, and this is how I live but I wonder if its worth it all if this is all it gives cause I strive to stay alive but my beginnings keep my frown nightime flashbacks make me wonder what the hell was going down as I remember the times, do you remember the times? with tears in my eyes I remiscent upon the lies that I was told when I was say, six or seven years old, but I'm old and wiser now, and with wisdom comes the bold back in 94 I got with the waverly crew through you - they go, they taught me what I never knew cause frontin a hard front ain't easy on you, And now I learned just what the fuck you have to do to keep it real - my life, my analysis of me. Sometimes I wonder just what the hell it really means. Cause its a cold cold world for a kid like me. And in the sound underground is where I choose to be. come decipher my cipher and realize that I'm hyper on being unique and true to my soul, strikes like viper yes it would - no I don't do this to look good, I do this to let you know that I'm not the average hood I'm the madd kid street soldier with a hard front indeed but just peel back my skin, and watch my heart bleed please - I ask you not to front up on these. I wanna gain the friends, but all I get are enemeez. And if you wanna test waverly then your brains we gonna squeeze we're a bad nocturnal crew and no we don't make G's eh - I throw it up to my wav\cran clan because they're there for me I throw it up all those who really care for me, I throw it up to Jesus and hope that he prays for me, and I throw it up to God for in thanks for giving me my life, ha ha yes its my analysis of me, sometimes I wonder what the hell it really means cause its a cold cold world for a kid like me, and in the sound underground is where I choose to be. Friday night - we get drunk and smoke weed, bud to seed, and I always end up having some trouble follow me in a car, or on foot, but we almost always got it hooked, beat them down with a bat, and watch that goose get cooked and no Its not easy being so stone-hearted but when I am you better watch out cause I'ma finish what you started its the dark nocturnal hex on Paper X that you run from in the heat of battle I take no shit, or no prisoners where I come from I get evil, laughing devils pulsate in the land of my mind, because they know that I just became damned nevermind, but remember that when bump comes to grind, I really don't give a fuck about your next line. gotta get mine - I've learned to take what I can't buy, but financially lately I've had enough to get by by, don't sell drugs - but believe me when I have to I will, and I don't give goddamn if the weed you got is ill cause I only make the kill, and I don't smoke the sess, until I'm depressed, then I just spring for Triple X the only time X gets excited is when he's wrecked, a thought that just makes me wanna cry yo, depressed but that's my life - yes yes an analysis of me, Paper X the madd kid hails straight from Wav-er-ly I was born into the original damned soci-et-y, and to rise above my rut is my first pri-or-ity you can't see - my struggles that I go through everyday my mind plays tricks on this and then my concious sways I watch cartoons to escape from reality, because any form of existance is better then reality, cause I'm scared, yes scared kid, or my eventuality so I have come to you all, and kicked my mentality and I'm out. cause its my life.