moma always told me i was crazy <br />she aint never told me im amazing <br />but the b! tch said im bad <br />and i said no b! tch im rad <br />got out my gun and shot her ass <br />POW POW POW <br />not once <br />not twice <br />but 3 times <br />the second it hit her skin <br />and went into her flesh <br />noone ever blessed <br />instead they left me <br />cops locked me <br />people feared me <br />christians exorcised me <br />and for the rest of my life <br />they laughed at me<br /><br />jason carter<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/murder-has-consequences/
