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Love almost ruined my life/
Or life almost ruined my love/
I almost didn’t get to where I’m going/
Cause/
I was stuck on where I was/
Where I’m at, where I’ve been/
Free love for homie lover friends/
Almost cost me my dream/
My heart and my soul in the end/
So I went to back to the pad/
With all this pain in my pen/
Feeling some kinda way about my Dad/
And thinking of them/
Kush blunt with hash/
Had me dreaming of Kim/
Wide awake silently screaming/
The demons within/
Want to eat me alive/
Make me ugly like them/
Still I push forward/
Push still warring/
With tomorrow’s black cloud/
Which is already forming/
My words are all I have/
Every girl I meet wants to keep ‘em/
All for herself/
But the rhyme is my reason/
I inscribe moments from life/
Broken, bloody and bittersweet/
My love is undying/
My tears leak in ink/
So I leave it on the world/
Pretty words for the girl/
For stars that never shine/
And a hurricane’s swirl/
About the burn of a cold heart/
And the presence of God/
In places you fear he’s absent/
He hovers above/
Leslye and Paula’s prayers/
Keep me covered in blood/
Angels guard me while I sleep/
Weep tears for the flood/
My good is often spoken evil of/
But it’s said with love/
And the Sun’ll come out tomorrow/
Cause that’s what it does/

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I hadn’t spoken to God since I lost them in Fire/
I got stuck smoking and fucking/
Writing my desires/
I ain’t close enough to Betty Jean/
I’m trying to get higher/
Pardon me for me for being lost/
My speech is vulgar/
I write dirty love notes to liars/
What to say of hopes and dreams/
When you can’t live what they mean/
You pray that God just takes you/
Somewhere in between/
I’m surviving a war in my own mind/
So I’d rather do it with verbs/
I’m talking about kids on the field/
When I’m speaking of birds/
It’s a Falcon on the shield/
My schemes are so real/
Teaching truth to the youth/
And improving their skills/
I almost threw it away/
But then I stopped to pray/
I remembered my Grandfather/
And wise words he used to say/
I be having so much to say in my own way/
But rumors are monsters/
And dudes swear that they’re gangstas/
But they really imposters/
Not saying I’m a gangsta/
I guess I’m more like a mobster/
Moving mean though the murders/
Soliciting sponsors/
Let me make that a little clearer/
Dummies’ll probably get lost/
Like ol’ boy that say he tough/
Is probably soft/
I could rap forever bout my past/
And still sound like I’m lost/
A life of ugly sounds/
And mixed results/
I ran from myself/
And stayed in my way/
Made up for everyday/
I didn’t get to go outside/
And play/
My only hope is that/
You pray for me/
That’s all I can say/
Say that all I can/
All day, every day/

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What I'm listening to right now...

What I'm listening to right now...