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Broken Letters of God by N Sane & Dub DeVille
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Hip-Hop Hardcore Rap
Charts
Peak #9,007
Peak in subgenre #1,382
Author
N Sane & Dub DeVille
Uploaded
October 01, 2004
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(N Sane) Dear God, do you do this to everyone or is it personally Seems like you made a person to be, purposely hurt, does it get worser than me? I know others out there are starvin and bein tortured I thought first you wouldn't turn down my offer To take me, what am I not worthy You made me, what am I too dirty Is it a gift, a quest, a myth, is it a test, Could it be that you really didn't even make this mess I would like to think you didn't, but that thoughts forbidden I'm sure you have a good reason why I'm livin I always pictured you with different views, it's like you switch the proof I'm tryna do my best but Lord it's difficult Some don't believe in you anymore cause of all the evil that goin on "WHY DOES HE DO THIS, IS HE SHOWIN OFF HIS ANGER HIS WRATH, IN HIS AFTERMATHS Nothing can be safe which is on evils path Which I'd say was the world and everyone that's in it No matter which way I turn I can't escape the sinnin And these fakers grinnin, much less givers than takers in it They will shake and shiver, I do good but I'm tormented I'm tired of being stuck here thinkin of things I'll never be Loneliness brings fear then it breeds jealousy Then hate, I can be my own worst enemy I lead myself into roads of treachery I only ask you for wisdom, courage and strength Even after all the bad comes, I have the urge to thank You cause I appreciate all you do and create For everyone in my family and friends who relate Though I'm beggin for a solution to why this worlds plagued with confusion Why my life's shamed and diluted, my memories become vague and polluted My scenes are putrid , I can scream but feel muted As for my condition "N Sane" really suits it I feel worthless, I feel cursed Feel like for cheap my soul can be purchased I feel nervous that from my mistakes I'm not learnin Only learnin is that to live is hurtin, I'm thirstin Will it ever change? Or is it the way we choose it Why should you make the effort to if we won't even do it But whatever I'm here for I'm sure in time you'll show it Maybe I'm already livin and hell and don't even know it
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