[00:02.13]Yo anybody seen my diary? Oh there it is.
[00:06.44]I gotta write this shit down. Check it out.
[00:10.24]Dear Diary, I'm having a little problem
[00:11.81]I cant make it by myself maybe you can help me solve em
[00:15.37]I'm confused and I dont know what to do
[00:17.86]I'm hoping you can help me cause there's no one else to talk to
[00:20.44]I want to die, but it ain't for me
[00:22.81]I try to talk to my dad, but my old man ignores me
[00:25.87]He says I'm delirious
[00:27.87]And I drink too much, so he doesnt take me serious
[00:30.79]But little does he know I'm really losing it
[00:33.29]I got a head, but aint no screws in it
[00:36.36]I be thinking deep
[00:37.92]Thats one of the reasons at night I cant sleep
[00:41.42]I thought it would change when I was older
[00:43.78]But even now I'm still peeping over my shoulder
[00:46.54]Theres your life after death too
[00:48.36]And what about the man with the cane and the black suit?
[00:50.42]And what about cancer?
[00:53.60]Too many motherfucking questions, and not enough answers
[00:54.41]
[00:56.53]Aint no use in trying
[00:58.73]We might as all face it we were all born dying
[01:01.23]Theres a black book in Brad's hands
[01:03.78]And its the diary of a madman
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[01:14.04]Dear diary today I hit a nigga with a torch
[01:16.28]Shot him on his face and watched him die on his front porch
[01:19.03]Left his family heartbroken
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[01:21.23]Flashbacks of him laying there bleeding with his eyes open
[01:24.79]I cant put the shit behind me
[01:26.54]I'm know I'm here somewhere, but I cant find me
[01:29.35]I used to be a drug dealer
[01:32.15]On the for reala, now I'm a born killer
[01:34.77]And it aint no changing me
[01:36.64]It used to be hard, but now it aint no thing to me
[01:39.78]To go up to a niggas house
[01:42.03]Put a pistol in his mouth, and blow his fucking brains out
[01:45.08]No doubt if you cross then I'ma take ya
[01:47.41]Cause I'm a fucking killer by nature
[01:49.72]You got an M11, bring your weapon-aca