Krayzie Katie Dismountz Thrice
Ira - Poem by Krayzie Katie Dismountz Thrice
as I sit here,
and wonder why?
why did this happen to me.
who would of ever thought,
something so f#$* up picked me.
but you know what I'm take him out
I am not going to let this s#$* slide.
whatz up homie?
you know Ira
thought you did,
Run Run. move get outta my waaayy.
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