these niggas gonna hate on who i be clear eye view poison ivy from this envy i thought we were friends b next to me like a n c but hi i c a rapper is what im meant to be no one here to repent for me so what that mean they all giving me hell see cousinz busting sells to they in busted cells used to think it was ill to i felt ill once u lose a family the pain dnt heal these streets to real i get the deal to make a deal get out these street make a mill homies gonna be hating fans gone be waiting i aint follow my dreams for yall it was all for me ever since elementary im make it eventually brake bread with family finally keep talking silently tryna destroying my thoughts violently but that wont work sticks n stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me cus one thing about about music when it hit u feel no pain idnt see what u tryna gain a gold chain is it fame making a name nope its making a change bars in my brains rap in my vains poetry is my soul i want the world to noe this my dream and it wnt go
Posted on: Tue, 28 Jan 2014 04:55:03 +0000
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