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This year has passed me by,
And somehow it feels like,
I slept through seasons like I
Would sleep

can't get
Broken hearts lie all around me
And I don't see an easy way to get out of this
Her diary, it sits on the bedside table
The curtains are closed,

ball till we fall
We're real soldiers we'll be there when the homies call

Master P:
This Ghetto Got Me trapped
And homies I feel your pain
See these

like a stubby on the verandah nothing we planned'a
just spontaneous banter when we take the chance to
entice you to do this nice to whatever vice you

can't get broken hearts lie all around me

And I don't see an easy way to get out of this 

Her diary it sits on the bedside table

The curtains are

care for the youth
But with no vote you become only a photo-op to shoot
By way of visits to your under-funded school
And the mall where they taught you

an animal, rather a beast
So step out the way of the path of my cleats
Running this shit like Usain on a treadmill I met with your bitch, put my dick in her

I've been tortured
By facts and memories
I lost all I had
I know there's no fate
I don't believe in love
I'm not worried
I don't need anyone
To chase

home 

And every time I loose somebody it make me wanna  try 
Cause this life too short can't let it pass me by 
And real spill hearts drop when they

who doubted me
This one's like a tribute 
You on some bullshit 
Real talk homie did you
Ever think that I would make it
When you said that I would
Flake

an intro on the way I feel about you, it would sound just like this
Something you can play all in the whip
Something that'll make you snatch the aux cord

remote 
Blood in the lobby 
Thats murder she wrote 
Bodies been droppin
This pistol i tote
Family come first im like mr. incredible 
Killed by a snap

the enemy quarter
Gunning them down, men by men
Don't let them get away, Hell is coming for them
They're praying to God for their lives to be spared
This

feel the vibrant waves of centuries go by
Then the pull of an unseen force is tearing us away
Could it be we found the entrance to our passageway?

come for
Three two one
Times up
This is mine bruv
Get the mic run
Down the highway
You da high road
Goin sideways
So step back to the way side aint no

the rain

So you  want to win  the war we fight
Using reasons that I don't mind
Every time I feel this is a fake 
I don't want to play this wicked game

Ima get fucked up for the pain
I feel lied to by the same one made promises
Same one wasn't honest shit
Who the fuck I'm supposed to trust now if my

Pata Camp is in the house man
The fact is
We are who we are tho 

My heart darker than all black linen 
I don't even know which way my soul's driven

suddenly changed
Felt this animosity were I would be in a rage
Flipped the game on its head and took a shit on it's name
Dipped my fuckin' pen in my blood

I'm a player, without a question, noo-
I ain't the type to be controlled by affection
Been there, done that, and already learned that lesson, so check

We all tell ourselves
Whatever we need to hear
To keep moving forward
If it weren't selfish
To disappear
I'd find a way
This is for me
And whoever else

never been that way with you
People think their better by the moves that they making
I say love conquers all the truth that I'm speaking to you right now

giving a fuck

I can't decide what I need to get by I don't feel so bright
This world is killing me so slow, I'd bite the cyanide

I sent some death

a lef the rude girl hypnotized
For you it's just a thing, just another little fling
But for me this is Heaven and the angel them a sing


It's a pity, you