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[Joe
Yo, I don't live no more
I hear death knockin' at my front door
I'm everyday like a hustle, another drug to juggle
day another struggle, yo
I it's fucked up what a lack of cake'll do
A few people wanna in and stay wit you
You wish you could 'em all, but you ain't able to
Cause the rent's a lil' late 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 your separate WAIT
Nah homeboy, her period's now THINK
Your time's out do it quickly (WHY?!)
Cause she starts crying, gettin sticky
If I want it she'll want nuttin to do wit me
GET THE ABORTION AND I'LL GIVE YOU THE 250!
But if you say that to her than you
You ain't think that you was gettin your groove on
take care of myself nevermind a new born
I guess the got too good for too long
Seems like my goes by too easy
Why I hate that my job pays bi-weekly
Hoopty done shitted, you spendin more tryin to fix it
Than when you did to get it (C'MON!)
is empty, but I survive the hunger
Who the fuck keeps callin this private number?
There's crime on my mind and my nails are
The floors are cold in the jails of Jersey
starts talkin and his voice is raspy
CAUSE HE AIN'T SHUT THE UP IN 3 AND A HALF WEEKS!
Look, beard is full, hair is
These jeans mine so they way too baggy
fucked shit startin to gas me
It's like my lil' man's life slipped past me (talk to em)
Startin to 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 believe my
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 mind you know it ain't her fault (nah)
I ain't mad at all, I'm just
I get honest for real I been the best father like
'R Us, Chuck E Cheese
You a lil' boy grow up wit these needs
New Year's or Christmas, the birthday
At least bring the nigga to his school on the day (OHHHH)
I can't believe it, this the way that I was treated
So maybe it's history
I know it sounds the idea of havin 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 that I that back
Look, I let's rewind this whole story like NaS
C4 just that track (C'MON!)
I don't if only the track trust me
FUCK! what niggaz say God can judge me
FUCK! what niggaz heard or think or even
Tried to fix my shortcomings I just up short
Ya