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Sent ya ******* a ******* pic and now she need glasses |
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Turn a ******* slick rick now if I flashed it |
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Ate a couple pills took the bud out the plastic |
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Flicking cigarette ashes ******* I stay blasted |
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Microphone Cassius |
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Magic with the sick *******t |
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Said I post to been dead |
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But ******* I'm still up in this ******* |
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Verbal herbal poison |
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Words I cortisone |
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******* pregnant ******* |
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Save money on her abortion |
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I feel like Billy Corgan |
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In a church playing the organ |
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Covering too short |
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Smoking a Newport |
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Hurt hoping drugs a help the pain a go away |
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And all these thoughts in my head made the sane go astray |
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Step inside a mind |
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That revolves around the rhyme |
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And he close his eyes see visions of white lines |
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Dying in the arms of a blond blue eyed 20 something |
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Don't know her name now the paramedics chest pu |
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30 something black male OD'ed off pills that he wasn't prescribed |
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But they took his life |
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Let behind a daughter that doesn't really even know him |
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Because her momma thought he wouldn't make a living off them poems |
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But it was a long journey on a rocky road |
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Had a hoody and a jacket on the bus in snow |
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Walking in the cold on the way to the studio |
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Smoking on a loosey that was just a couple yrs ago |
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Dropped a couple free mixtapes on the net |
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And *******s tried to front like it wasn't all that |
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But guess what ******* I'm coming back |
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Guess what ******* I'm coming back |
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Signed to fools gold and everything's all gnarly |
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******* want my number just to get up in party |
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Came along way from extension cords in the window |
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Borrowing neighbors power just to plug up the Nintendo |
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Where the ovens never closed and stoves never off |
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Every winter so cold *******s sleeping scarves |
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But I would always tell myself that this *******t of get better |
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You know who you is you the greatest rapper ever |
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So now the pressures on em to prove that voice right |
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Some people never know they goals he know his whole life |
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So now his turn up fixing up to bat |
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Pitching singles to the label when I use to pitch crack |
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Never learned to rap I just always knew how |
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So ever since 8 I knew what I would now |
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When I turned 28 they like what u gone do now |
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And now a ******* 30 I don't u heard me |
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So the last ten years I been so ******* stressed |
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Tears in my eyes let me get this off my chest |
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The thought of no success it got me chasing death |
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Doing all these drugs in hopes of OD'ing next |
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Triple X |
