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