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[Joe
Yo, I don't wanna no more
Sometimes I hear death knockin' at my door
I'm livin everyday like a hustle, another to juggle
Another day struggle, yo
I it's fucked up what a lack of cake'll do
A few wanna move in and stay wit you
You wish you could help 'em all, but you able to
the rent's a lil' late plus the cable's due
You and your girlfriend are beefin' in a way
You to be faithful (NOW) you at a curious stage (for real)
Finally got your mind made on going separate ways WAIT
Nah homeboy, her period's now THINK
Your time's out do it quickly (WHY?!)
Cause she starts crying, mood's gettin
If I don't want it want nuttin to do wit me
JUST GET THE AND I'LL GIVE YOU THE 250!
But if you say that to her you wrong
You ain't think bout you was gettin your groove on
Can't take care of myself a new born
I guess the pussy got too good for too
Seems my money goes by too easy
Why I hate my job only pays bi-weekly
Hoopty done shitted, you spendin more tryin to fix it
Than when you did to get it (C'MON!)
Fridge is empty, but I the hunger
Who the fuck keeps callin from private number?
There's crime on my mind and my are dirty
The floors are real cold in the jails of
Depression starts talkin and his is raspy
HE AIN'T SHUT THE FUCK UP IN 3 AND A HALF WEEKS!
Look, beard is full, hair is
These jeans ain't so they way too baggy
Priorities fucked shit to gas me
It's like my lil' man's life slipped past me (talk to em)
to trap me
His name's SO WHY THE FUCK MY SON KEEP CALLIN' HIM DADDY?!
shit that I feared after all these years
I gotta I can't believe my ears
Wipin out my eyes I'm near in tears
But you be mad, you know you ain't been there (nah)
his moms I throw her against the door
But in the of your mind you know it ain't her fault (nah)
I mad at all, I'm just bothered
I get honest for real I ain't the best father like
'R Us, Chuck E Cheese
You know a lil' boy grow up wit these
New or Christmas, even the birthday
At least bring the nigga to his on the first day (OHHHH)
I can't believe it, this the same way I was treated
So maybe it's history
I know it sounds sick the idea of another kid
But one it really feel like it's his (OHHHH)
It's the truth and I hate fact
WAIT, shouldn't of said I take that back
Look, I apologize let's rewind whole story like NaS
C4 just that track (C'MON!)
I don't care if the track trust me
FUCK! what say only God can judge me
FUCK! what niggaz or think or even thought
Tried to fix my I just came up short
Ya