I got stabbed 20 times n Im still breathing.. livin proof theres a God if u needa reason.. Can I believe n my own fate..will I raise my kids n da right or da wrong way..dear mamma ima man now. .I wanna make it on my own nit a handout.. make way for a whirlwind prophesized.. I wanna go n peace, when i gotta die..on these cold streets..aint no love no mercy n no friends..n case u never see my face again
Posted on: Wed, 08 Oct 2014 13:43:32 +0000
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