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*liffy
The of everyday living is slowly corrupting my soul
Im 2 months out the joint on walking with 3 years parole
I did 4 and a half a and shit a nigga was dying
I'm back in the world and it's hard but I'm still trying
Not to fall and risk my freedom again to ball
While waiting for this pussy ass job to
And it hopping
Got me to hear them things popping
bags dropping
With plenty of cane for oppurtunity knocking
Its I'm on
I cry when I'm at cause I'm alone
24 years and with a future unknown
My was torn from the pain of being back in the game
But I'd rather die getting my on and live like a lane
So it's back to pistols and
Plotting on hitting stains
The mob life through my veins
Its too for me to change
These got me deranged
Strapped up and
to add on situations I can and can't avoid
Plus big getting hot
They sneaking on blocks
trying to bring me in unconscious
But pins got popped
Now got me on the run
every last breath
But I ain't back
Its or death
be my motive for murder

*liffy
Now I know you the of life and death
I ain't or nothing
But somebody brought me pain and sorrow
So i'ma have to kill
Let me the ways that I can repent
Trying to stay and focused
But evil in his eyes let me know that nigga too bogus
That be my for murder

I'ma these streets another day
I the pain in my heart won't go away
These fuckers try to murder me
And won't nobdy hurt my
Thats what he die

9 times out of 10 you can find trying to hit a better lick
If it coming up with the dopest shit
I'm trying to cop the thickest brick
Cause life in the of the best
Is equal to povertys pit
Where niggas trick
And thirsty mother fuckers beat you out of you get
But it seems like everybodys trying to make some type of come up
Before it's too to get straight
And the most I make is pick
Anywhere they shit like riding
a thick chick slobbing your dick
Even if it means these niggas in cases
As long as neither thick
Cause I when I get hit
I go in a crucial like a flick
Turn straight
Making all these bitches niggas hear their tick
But don't mean my minds sick
Just I'm motivated by a lot of cheese
When by the p's
And fuckin fee's and 3's with ease
For sho the poets
Within in the up kill for it
I'll whoop a with a crushed grill
bet his dumb ass'll stil blow it
Bullshit nothing
I'm to get this first mil in the bank
And drive a bullet-proof hummer
So the next haters who try to air me out up blank
And i'ma have to sacrifice your
With a wrath stronger than christ
And of life thats know to do damage to human eyesight
I guess it's
Moneys the route of all
Cause or legal
Its all manipulated by the
And be my for murder

Lord I was hurt from a judge from the start
How i'ma hide love from this
This nigga made my homie die in my
Had to put a slug in his
fuck that stuff
It was a grudge on his part
My boy was young and
his dreams and wishes
Try to do right but my attitude like blast bitches
Drowning all my in bottles of yack
And a quarter of dro want a rap
I'm to snap
Here come the big pay
Looking up on the for the black and gray strap
I'm crying and
I was so bad I felt I had to go kill him
if a slug hit him
I was still enough to aim at myself and die with him
Can't them pains
Now it's time to throw them
Visions of the stud don't
Empty the of am out right
Ambulance around
By the time the
Taking of his
I know it cold
But this bullet put a hole in my
? never shorties years
He was 17 years old
And at the funeral I got to watch his mama's roll
And I know he used to wild
Carry a 9 but you away your sunshine
No more reminising on the fun
Balling and at bitches with blunt lines
But this nigga ain't going to mine
For the pain handle this funk and dismantle this junk
all that
In all black and then
To run up on this
Tip up on him jump
Mission to armed with a fist full of steel
Eyes gleam with the
thought I'd be facing to 2 mothers
In front of a prosecuting team and a
How did one murder turn 2
Revenge had me thorugh hate
I couldn't
In the of the action
Is when that ? got shot
All because of my motive for