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Yo anybody seen my diary? Oh there it is. |
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I gotta write this shit down. Check it out. |
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Dear Diary, I'm having a little problem |
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I cant make it by myself maybe you can help me solve em |
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I'm confused and I dont know what to do |
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I'm hoping you can help me cause there's no one else to talk to |
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I want to die, but it ain't for me |
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I try to talk to my dad, but my old man ignores me |
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He says I'm delirious |
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And I drink too much, so he doesnt take me serious |
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But little does he know I'm really losing it |
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I got a head, but aint no screws in it |
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I be thinking deep |
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Thats one of the reasons at night I cant sleep |
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I thought it would change when I was older |
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But even now I'm still peeping over my shoulder |
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Theres your life after death too |
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And what about the man with the cane and the black suit? |
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And what about cancer? |
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Too many motherfucking questions, and not enough answers |
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Aint no use in trying |
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We might as all face it we were all born dying |
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Theres a black book in Brad's hands |
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And its the diary of a madman |
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Dear diary today I hit a nigga with a torch |
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Shot him on his face and watched him die on his front porch |
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Left his family heartbroken |
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Flashbacks of him laying there bleeding with his eyes open |
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I cant put the shit behind me |
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I'm know I'm here somewhere, but I cant find me |
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I used to be a drug dealer |
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On the for reala, now I'm a born killer |
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And it aint no changing me |
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It used to be hard, but now it aint no thing to me |
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To go up to a niggas house |
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Put a pistol in his mouth, and blow his fucking brains out |
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No doubt if you cross then I'ma take ya |
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Cause I'm a fucking killer by nature |
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You got an M11, bring your weapon-aca |
