Truth or Dare

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Lyssa True Poet

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Use to wanna be a rapper like your favorite
'Till I discovered every song they say the same shit
Use to wanna go to college gain knowledge use it
'Till I made my mind up to pursue this music
Use to wear my jeans baggy unlike the other girls
They use to wanna reach out and touch my curls
So pretty
But so petty
F*ck that never reach out and touch my curls
Afraid of the dark at age seven what's the problem turn the light out
Stay your ass in that bed don't let me find out
That you been jumping from the bed to the door frame
Said my visions wasn't real but they sure came
Nightmares always present
Through adolescents daddy sent me back to bed
It was hard lessons
I remember riding bikes with my older sister
She learned the hard way took it like our father dissed her
No more training wheels daddy rode off
Kept it pushing
Trying to close the gap between the two
Over my shoulder I'm looking
Keeping up with my father
Shouting back at my sister
Pedal faster and harder I'm bout to lose him
Seen his figure decline
Hit the corner like the last sip
Of a bottle of wine
Which road will you choose
Make it worth your time
Truth or Dare
I swear this story is mine
Use to wanna be a rapper like your favorite
'Till I discovered every song they say the same shit
Use to wanna go to college gain knowledge use it
'Till I made my mind up to pursue this music
Use to wear my jeans baggy unlike the other girls
They use to wanna reach out and touch my curls
So pretty
But so petty
F*ck that never reach out and touch my curls
More time goes by I'm in the fourth grade
Lost a good friend car swerved into the wrong lane
Then somebody broke into my home
Shattered the window pain
Ordered porn left blood on the sheets
A real sicko man
More blood on the walls dried up
Mama didn't shed a tear she was all cried up
Taught me to be strong like a dung beetle
Eleven hundred times the weight of myself
On my back
Don't be slow to react
You know I'm coming wit facts
Truth serum all I give what you gon' give back
I'm over being lied to
The pastor the bishop the priest
The deacon my friends and enemies
All I got is these sounds
Metaphors pronouns
Stories of how I live
When what why how
I know some true gems
Guess they all glowed out
Use to have potential
But they all hoes now
I use to wanna be a rapper like ya favorite
'Till I went and caught a charge on some state shit
Use to wanna get money drink smoke weed
Leave love a foreign emotion that shit I don't need
Use to live a life full of bad habits
Thug life middle fingers up living lavish
So foolish
But truth over lie
F*ck that truth is we all gon' die

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