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[Joe
Yo, I wanna live no more
Sometimes I hear death at my front door
I'm livin like a hustle, another drug to juggle
Another day struggle, yo
I know it's fucked up what a lack of do
A few wanna move in and stay wit you
You you could help 'em all, but you ain't able to
Cause the rent's a lil' late the cable's due
You and girlfriend are beefin' in a serious way
You used to be faithful (NOW) you at a stage (for real)
Finally got your mind made on going separate ways WAIT
Nah homeboy, her late now THINK
Your runnin out do it quickly (WHY?!)
Cause she starts crying, mood's gettin
If I don't 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 you wrong
You ain't think bout that you was gettin your on
Can't take of myself nevermind a new born
I guess the got too good for too long
Seems like my money goes by too
Why I that my job only pays bi-weekly
done shitted, you spendin more money 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 are dirty
The floors are real cold in the jails of
Depression starts talkin and his is raspy
CAUSE HE AIN'T SHUT THE FUCK UP IN 3 AND A WEEKS!
Look, beard is full, is nappy
These jeans ain't mine so way too baggy
fucked shit startin to gas me
It's like my lil' man's life right past me (talk to em)
to trap me
His Dwayne SO WHY THE FUCK MY SON KEEP CALLIN' HIM DADDY?!
Same shit that I after all these years
I gotta breathe I believe my ears
Wipin out my eyes I'm damn in tears
But you can't be mad, you know you ain't there (nah)
Grab his moms I her against the door
But in the back of your mind you it ain't her fault (nah)
I ain't mad at all, I'm just
I get honest for real I ain't the best father like
Toys 'R Us, E Cheese
You know a lil' boy up wit these needs
New Year's or Christmas, the birthday
At least 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 history
I know it sounds sick the idea of havin kid
But one it really feel like it's his (OHHHH)
the truth and I hate that fact
WAIT, shouldn't of said that I take that
Look, I apologize let's rewind this story like NaS
C4 just that track (C'MON!)
I don't care if only the trust me
FUCK! what niggaz say God can judge me
FUCK! what niggaz heard or think or thought
Tried to fix my shortcomings I just came up
Ya