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Murder, murder my mind states s*** aint change Since my last rhyme, the crime rate aint decline Niggas bustin shots like they lost their mind Like twenty-five to life never crossed their mind Tell me young nigga never learned a thang Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang Sent a lot of flowers but how can I cry Tried to warn the little nigga, either stop or die Mercy is for the weak when I speak, I scream Afraid to sleep Im havin crazy dreams Vivid pictures of my enemies and family times God to forgive me cause its wrong but I plan to die You can take me to heaven and understand I was a G Did the best I could, raised in insanity or send me to hell Cause I aint beggin for my life, aint nothing worse Than this cursed a** hopeless life, Im Troublesome Jason Kolb...la, la, la..lalala...
Posted on: Tue, 30 Dec 2014 03:58:16 +0000

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