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a lot of country in-between
When I left California, I was 29 years old
And the world just spun me 'round
Now I just watch Louisiana
Scroll across
me?
I thought we'd be together forever.
Why? Put up with this for so long, so long
88 boxes I counted.
My life it went from years to 88 boxes.
cause or a
list of flaws and I'm just about to turn just to turn God I'm gonna turn
Everyone: 13
Richie: I want a dirtbike
13
Lucy: I wanna kill my ma
stuck my tongue on the frozen stop sign pole at eight years old
I learned my lesson then
'Cause I wasn't tryin to impress my friends no more
But I
Preposterous foes, frantically foul niggas
See niggas in blast, there goes a loud difference
Coke sniffing, tapping 13 year old chickens
You can't be
suburbans with liquor
Preposterous foes, finicky foul niggas
See niggas and blacks, there goes a loud difference
Coke sniffing, tapping 13 year old
My mama gave me up when I was four years old
She didn't destroy my body but she killed my soul
Now it's cold 'cause I'm sleeping in my back seat
Imagine 10 years old full of doubt and defeat
Growing up around criminals, with clout and deceat
My grandma Loucelle used to tell me, you about what you
back peep my game, I got a story to tell
I came from a gang with niggaz who do crime
They didn't rat they niggaz out when they came to do time
No
business
And if I had my fifteen minutes, I must have missed 'em
Twenty years old is when I came in the game
And now it's eight years on and you
a trail
So sit back peep my game, I got a story to tell
I came from a gang with niggaz who do crime
They didn't rat they niggaz out when they came
to the left
Louie the 13
Back down original, pack-town originiator
I'm full of 40's like the g-thang refrigerator
Getting paper with my neighbor like that
How can I go on when every thought hurts
I flirt with the notion of no more songs
My old familiar foe, self pity, haunts me
I'm stuck in some
o-oh o-oh, o-oh
I used to think that life had a plan for me
Until I realized life had to be planned by me
See that's the key
I only deal with what
for liking fashion for
That being a career you
Want to take up like even
With the stylist that
I work with that’s my i always call her my
Baby of MAS
ringing in my mind
The time is 3: 23PM
The date is February 12th 2016
I'm 28 years old but I wont be long
My name is Michael Robert Henrion Posner
5 days
o-oh o-oh, o-oh
I used to think that life had a plan for me
Until I realized life had to be planned by me
See that's the key
I only deal with what
Lookin' back at the years gone by
When The Message changed my life
Heavy metal, the nest was dead
Well, and the rappers gave delight
But I don't
we at the intro
Been brothers for 7 years, now we all kinfolk
Sticking with oLd SouL, beats hittin’ like a kendo
Gettin’ better, and now we finally
Since a year-old, forty-seven year-old scab
Just to hear them words, ear piercing
Like my earlobe stabbed with a needle for an earring
Should I feel
I'm done with self-pity, I don't have to feel shitty
'Cause I wanna look pretty, so I give it the old city College try
Don't get me wrong, I still
Happy with no teeth, happy here in hibernation
Slurpin' on a peach, starin' at the situation
Kitty at my foot, meowin' out a conversation
Rockin'
off me
Two years of my life were spent in a mental health
I'm a threat to society, then again to my fuckin' self
I'm losin' my fuckin' mind, my veins
Hood why you do 'em like that?
Pull up in the drop with the ceiling top back
Couple weeks old, "Bugatti" done went gold
You ain't even know, I deserve
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