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21 years of my (4x)

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Choclair's in the (21 years in my lifetime)
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21 of pure bullshit
It makes me wanna bang my on the walls
And do some shit like all straight in the malls
Mentality, it's not where it be
When you see red and white lights break the night
of a mad man in the tear
Not another dies, another in handcuffs
Mothers knees start to up
And fall when see their child outlined in chalk
Silence broken by shots or from knives cuttin through your flesh
Cold steal blood streams
The ponds are grim, but they froze if do it right or bring your
Man for real, it makes me wanna run the deal
I'm of all this loose change, pennies, nickels, and dimes
My pocket wants the bills, every day flat
Fuck lifetime, struggling needs, stretch a dollar like a pack of Ramseys
It's all that you can see, that you can be something when you had
Frontin just to be down, but only gettin clowned by peers
That swat fights happened at Nathan's Square year
I
Never seen my dad grade 9
Maybe years before or after I know
But I know that flies
So I just rely on my
My and brothers, and my boys is the first before these others
And try to be strong the hard times
And tough times, my heart every time my mom cries

(2x) ("21 years of my lifetime" repeats through chorus)

All my I kept my eyes on the prize
But every time I for the prize it demised
I wonder what's going on, but I to move
I gotta my head and I gotta stay strong

I up in the air to see blue skies but grey clouds
They all the same, it rain
on my face tear stains
I try to the worry and sad
Sittin there on my dad
And shit we had
And g's for lead
I repeat to my boys cause I love you all
But people nowadays be acting
So I live for now without the past
Cause I never know what time's in my life glass
I surpassed Oz
Not coming home in bullet wounds or in some squad
But what is this the repetoir
We all went to war, 45
in the car
Situation's deep, juvenile influenced by up in the street
Biz, now street kids
Addicted to the game, unmarked and plain clothes roaming the terrain
(In ofclub blood stains)
A mark of an
Livin up and no
But all the latest
Custom made and shit
is my pysche
Now could be, out of poverty
Is where fate wanted me to be
My out of control
Leavin on my mind (oh)
The of no return
All my Richmond niggas the steelo

(2x)

I into the future on a narrow path
But every I take it gives me flashbacks upon the past
the part I got stabbed
Andguns to my brain, man this life is
Sometimes I wish I was to Novacane
Cause leave the away, fade away, take my soul away
See day
Dwellin upstairs with my grandma and
my heart, racin like I would be testin stamina
And everywhere I look I'm white picket finces
But reality I'll only see my gettin sentenced
That's I'm seein all around
So the picket fences
All I see is goin down
But discouraged, nah
I know where I be
smilin, strong like the island
Cruisin on the ave in the cad
And the sound press on the prodigy
Minus DJs and the L-T
the P
me
Parents leave a stranded
So they up and to be bandits
I can't manifest Crew
All paranormal, to my peoples God

21 of my lifetime