Kept it too real (by plies)

I made money wit you n I showed u were I live you talking bout you don’t understand what real is when it came to you pu*** a** n I would have killed but it was my fault I kept it I too real

We shot at people and hid in bushes together you had me fooled I thought you was my fuc*in n
I would have did 100 years for ya cause I fu**s wit ya
You told me what a good heart in these streets would get a n not a mutha fu**in thing but a sad picture it hurt me when I found out you had pu*** in yo heart n I neva thought I would say this but mutha Fu** a friend because ya dawg will be the one that cross you in the end the sh** I knew now I wish I knew back then
But goin through it wit a fu** n is wat make a man
I treat yo pu*** a** better then my own kin
When a n is locked up or broke that when they claim they love you then

I made money wit you n I showed u were I live you talking bout you don’t understand what real is when it came to you pu*** a** n I would have killed but it was my fault I kept it I too real

What was mine was yours but what was your wasn’t mine
If a n would have told me you was flow I would have thought he was lying
But every n gone show his hand in due time
I kept it so real wit you that I was to blind
Cause I so busy showing love dat I didn’t see the signs
When you needed me pu*** I came through every time
Whether you right or wrong fu** n I would ride
But you envied me in the back of yo mind
You wasn’t a 100 n you was real part time
I broke you of when them fu** n’s wouldn’t give you a dime
I didn’t owe you nothing I just wanted to c u shine
You neva gave sh** I had my own grind and I didn’t need yo choppers I had my on nine
Im a 100 I done did me and yo time
If you can’t trust yo own homies who can you trust
I got my pride in my choppers and to me that’s enough


I made money wit you n I showed u were I live you talking bout you don’t understand what real is when it came to you pu*** a** n I would have killed but it was my fault I kept it I too real

and God aint making you fu** n like he used toa n he’ll believe his ho* now before he believe youand cuz u thug wit a n don’t mean the love true it use to matter what you and yo n done been through n can be ya dawg one day and turn pu*** out the blue a fu** n gone do what a fu** n gone dobetter off running by yo self if you only knew don’t mean that n a hunter cuz he’ll fu**ing shootand money don’t mean he real cuz he got loot if a n heart ain’t right no telling what he’ll do and real n extinct its only a fu**ing few cause 99% of these fu** n’s ain't true

I like this song because it is real it talks about stuff that really happen to people or even you cause can’t trust every smile u meet.
This piece connects to my life because when I was younger I had people that I thought was my friends and was fonnies they was jealous of me and was just wanted what I had.

Huck Finn Chapter 17 response #3

Huck Finn Chapter 17 response #3

What impressed Huck was that the house in the country had a iron latch on the front door, and a brass knob to turn, it was the same as a house in the town. Quote “I hadn’t seen a house out in the country before that was so nice and had so much style.” (ch17, pg75, par 3)Then he goes on explaining how the Grangerford’s house is better looking than the other houses In the country. What this says about Huck view and success is that he pays attention and performs an image of what he sees and remember it and us that memory and put it into context with a better looking sight that he sees.
The special thing about the books in the house is that each every one of them has something to do with Huck or Mark Twain’s life. For example the book about the man in “pilgrims progress” who had left his family. (Ch. 17, pg. 76, par. 2 full). Another example is about the book “friendships offerings” what the book says is it full of beautiful speeches and poetry. (Ch. 17, pg 76, par. 2 full). That statement about the poetry if I correct writing is a form of poetry and that is a connection to mark twain’s life.