Over My Dead Body by F-Jay Nido De Jesus
Lyrics:
Think I’m crazy? They laced me? Like I’m on something?
Or am I faded with hatred? But, I’m on nothing
These suckas bash me, saying nothing fascinating happened
I’m all in, cards out, while these bitches bluffing
Oxygen be closing in, no respiration
Stressed out, my heart beat slowing down it’s pacing
Writer’s block, on and off seems like my mind’s erasing
The brilliance from people hearing shit, so go and face it
Use my actions so I can speak louder with words
Ali these vultures instead of flipping the bird
This and that about me, fuck what you heard
I heard these sheep never expand and stay with the herd
To my girl, I know we haven’t been on good terms
Feel like I’m feeding the fire instead of letting it burn
Arguments been so constant, we live and we learn
But I promise I still love you since the trust that I’ve earned
And baby don’t worry I flaunt you like my winning trophy
Your friends thinking I’m thug? Those bitches don’t know me
And how the fuck they gon’ tell you there’s something you lack?
And how the fuck they stepping up when they falling right back?
Listen, don’t let my voice fall on deaf ears
They say he’s rapping now, boy I’ve done this for years
Just haven’t exploded cos it was one of my fears
But did I really have to diss to finally get some cheers?
And, Honey, to yo “homie” he ain’t part of my team
And the fact that I have you now is crushing his dreams
Trusted him once and he tried to take you away from me
And from that day, I never wanted him to breathe…
listen.
Over My Dead Body by F-Jay Nido De Jesus
Lyrics:
Think I’m crazy? They laced me? Like I’m on something?
Or am I faded with hatred? But, I’m on nothing
These suckas bash me, saying nothing fascinating happened
I’m all in, cards out, while these bitches bluffing
Oxygen be closing in, no respiration
Stressed out, my heart beat slowing down it’s pacing
Writer’s block, on and off seems like my mind’s erasing
The brilliance from people hearing shit, so go and face it
Use my actions so I can speak louder with words
Ali these vultures instead of flipping the bird
This and that about me, fuck what you heard
I heard these sheep never expand and stay with the herd
To my girl, I know we haven’t been on good terms
Feel like I’m feeding the fire instead of letting it burn
Arguments been so constant, we live and we learn
But I promise I still love you since the trust that I’ve earned
And baby don’t worry I flaunt you like my winning trophy
Your friends thinking I’m thug? Those bitches don’t know me
And how the fuck they gon’ tell you there’s something you lack?
And how the fuck they stepping up when they falling right back?
Listen, don’t let my voice fall on deaf ears
They say he’s rapping now, boy I’ve done this for years
Just haven’t exploded cos it was one of my fears
But did I really have to diss to finally get some cheers?
And, Honey, to yo “homie” he ain’t part of my team
And the fact that I have you now is crushing his dreams
Trusted him once and he tried to take you away from me
And from that day, I never wanted him to breathe….
EVERYONE PLEASE i’M BEGGING YOU TO STOP AND READ THIS:
MY MOM RECENTLY TOLD ME THAT SHES NOT ALLOWING ME TO CHEER THIS YEAR BECAUSE SHE DOES NOT WANT TO PAY FOR IT. I PROMISE YOU I HAVE TRIED EVERYTHING. IM TOO YOUNG TO GET A JOB PAYING FOR IT. AFTER A WHOLE LOT MORE BEGGING I EXPLAINED TO HER TUMBLR AND HOW NOTES WORK. SHE AGREED THAT IF THIS POST GETS 10,000 NOTES SHE WILL PAY FOR MY SEASON.
Cheerleading is my passion. My absolute passion. I would do anything to cheer this season. Its not just something that I do for shits and giggles. At my last competition of the 2011-2012 season, my mom told me it might be my last time competing. I specifically remember looking into the crowd after I saw our last stunt in the pyrmid hit perfectly, and telling myself to enjoy that moment. In the dance I was crying so hard because I loved that team so much, and I can’t believe it might be over. PLEASE REBLOG THIS. PLEASE. IT WOULD MEAN THE WORLD TO ME. <3333333333
yo followers, reblog dis shit
” I just wanted to do hoodrat stuff with my friends” - My yearbook quote hahaha
my favorite lil nigga. i wish there was footage of him driving and crashing into shit, i would die.
GOON
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there was a pimple on my forehead but i edited it out otherwise no edits
so perf
her face makes me wanna take a fucking shit on it. like no joke.
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