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Ohh~! |
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This is my life...This is my life |
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Yo... |
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I always knew I was different even back at six |
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They tied me to a pole with a rope and wrapped my wrists |
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They punched me and kicked me and slapped me with sticks |
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In the ribs and the kids called my daddy a bitch |
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Said my father's a faggot, it aggravated my dealings |
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I didn't know no better but knew I hated the feelin |
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From laughin at me whenever they would crack jokes |
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On my way to the store to get a pack of smokes |
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For my nana, Benson and Hedges 100 with a note from my grandmother |
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It's somethin she suffers from arthritis |
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Hands stuck together, drop down elbows |
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It looked like baseball, she called marshmellows |
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I could see the silho-uettes of the past, hello |
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The days back when I had those rain tap windows |
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To peer through and just look at the world |
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I was just a boy, I never knew what would occur |
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Blur ahead to myself as a half-dead fiend |
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Fucked up in my head from what happened between |
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With my body on the floor I'm asleep from beans |
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My life flashed before me, I peeped the scenes |
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Yeah, the ghosts talk to me in my head |
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They said I'm already dead |
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And I had so much blood to be shed |
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But I can't spill it no more |
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And I have died a thousand deaths |
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On the ground so out of breath |
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Yeah I've been down that flight of steps |
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But you can't kill me no more |
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Yeah... |
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It's a chain, we all grew up with the same dreams |
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But hit the potholes in the street and became fiends |
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Got in fist fights every night with the same team |
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Right around the time that Jay the Wood came clean |
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I was hurt from my broken home and goin crazy |
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Rollin up coke in bones and so I maybe |
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One these troubled youth in this modern day America |
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Thank God I'm still alive, I gotta say it's Erykah |
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Who was always by my side, that's why I love her forever |
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She knows my whole pain and all the stormy weather |
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That I been through, what I overcame and what it meant too |
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Other people looked at me like a freak with a pencil |
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I got enough rage for every page in my books |
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What I done - I should be in a cage with the crooks |
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But I'm not, barely by the skin of my teeth |
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Maybe there's a reason, time for me to finish this beef |
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Yeah, the ghosts talk to me in my head |
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They said I'm already dead |
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And I had so much blood to be shed |
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But I can't spill it no more |
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And I have died a thousand deaths |
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On the ground so out of breath |
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Yeah I've been down that flight of steps |
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But you can't kill me no more |
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It's the dawn of a new day and I've been given a platform |
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All the moments in my life, I got a rap for 'em |
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I gotta tell my story, bring it back for 'em |
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Either that or I could slip away in the cracks gone |
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You think I'd let it happen? Well that's wrong |
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Who would've ever thought I would be saved by a rap song? |
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I gotta capitalize, cause I'm rappin with guys |
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That I idolized as a kid, I'm revitalized |
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Always looked at life through a writer's eyes |
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I learned this shit is hard, really man you either fight or die |
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So I'm a stand up and fight that fight |
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I'm goin home broken bone and bloody tonight |
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You motherfuckers ever look and study your life |
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And see how fade and greyed they've made whatever you like? |
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Cause I can feel it in my fuckin gut when I write |
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This pain is sweet, I needed to be cut with this knife |
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Yeah, the ghosts talk to me in my head |
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They said I'm already dead |
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And I had so much blood to be shed |
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But I can't spill it no more |
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And I have died a thousand deaths |
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On the ground so out of breath |
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Yeah I've been down that flight of steps |
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But you can't kill me no more |