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It's Cus of how much I care for you why the struggle is so intense,
The responsibility I feel for you,
To do right by you,
To love you and give you

Everything's getting worse
Making plans that keep failing
And keep failing
Unsuccessful
Failure
Scraping by to live a life I can't afford
Second job flakes
First

I'm a get my bum rushed
By some fucking faggots who just wanna pick on a fucking runt
Stand by homos till I pull out a fucking gun 
And then you'll run

All of Me

Ill Poetic

Ill Poetic Presents: Mood Muzik's Third

2008

the toasters
A middle child, wish me and my brothers were closer
I wanna scream at her, catch myself before I start to
And remember it takes two people

Breakout

Crumbsuckers

Beast on My Back

Murder, death, pain
Tears of frustration
Danger lurking everywhere
Destroying our nation
Problems everyday
Generate forever
Anxiety's steady

you know I'm God's child? Got here on my own
Turn wine into water and get blood out of the stone
You give me an inch and want it back, man, I been

to a creep 
In the house
My woman, my child and myself
Where all there
Sound asleep in the house 
By the time I realized
A gang of people had gotten 
So deep

to a creep 
In the house
My woman, my child and myself
Where all there
Sound asleep in the house 
By the time I realized
A gang of people had gotten 
So deep

the problem arise, one engine had failed.
An hour after departure, now it all gets real.
Sitting next to a mother of two, hysterical.
		
Going out of her mind,

shifty escort you to solid grounds
Concussion muscle memory, Imma rock your crown
Hip Hopping exotic sound Imma problem child
We came this far and ain't no

nobody commit
My name hold weight like dope, bitch I told you I'm him

This lifestyle that I live, this is real as it get
Getting crossed by someone close,

I'm dope and they all buyers
I'm the nicest
And I swear to God
I ain't at all biased
Team ain't full of gangsters
But we ain't ever let no frauds by

time revise on the landscape 
Mama said i need to stay in child's place
Playing cops and robbers that disguised our problems only difference is we back

where I live at 
I'll write this shit til ain't shit left 
To talk about. a problem child, "Matthew Knock it out, get from off that couch 
Where. the.

every time I smile they gon' drop to they knees (Yah)
I don't know about love but I love money trees
And I grow 'em by myself I don't need no degrees (I

whoever to make their plans possible
Problems arise when there's trouble
Too much too Handle
Hot candle

Careful the baby is out the cradle
Castles weren't

alive

Too many people here depend on me
A child, who has been grown to be
Insecure, self-destructive, and I'm pretty sure I'm unkind
A lifetime already

models to elevate
The kid to reach a higher state
Surrounded by the child's play
And suicides on every day
Arrested, love turn into hate
And you wonder why

to show you bitch we are not the same
Struggles with our lives, though we're not to blame

Bitch you shouldn't own me
That's a shame
I will get to the fame

I'm choking on my own pride
It's just too much to swallow
Am I not meant to find this life
Only child's imposter syndrome
I'm nonchalant

swear we're being led by psychopaths
Who sometimes do nice things but mostly just frightful acts
And we're all traumatized, hero's killed and modified
Old

and I'm built like a beast
I came from the west but I live in the east
I fuck you the best you can tell by the sheets
If at least one corner don't come off

Anything you run from
Will eventually catch up
No matter if you’re not looking at it or not
It will always stay a problem
Fuck
The Silence was

2):
Reappear with some sanity 
Staying down like gravity 
A child’s innocent broken soul,what a tragedy 
Now he might not ever grow old or live happily