Tuesday, December 22, 2009

these streets

not alone my family's beside me mother nor these streets raised me a few bullets grazed me many tried to play me im the victor drinkin liquor doesnt seem to ease the stress it remains whether sober or wet rookies and vets can get it u got one life so live it in a minute u can be gone in the past wonder what went wrong wanna know my future like a psychic reading palms back in the day i was wild hot-headed now u can say im mild certain things i will no longer allow love myself more than anything else got to yeah i box too fightin aint for me lover i am but from the skool of hard knocks i graduated with honors watch what u do karma is a bitch that will burn u...



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