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Genre
Charts
Peak #2,701
Peak in subgenre #1,422
Author
Boxy
Rights
:P
Uploaded
September 23, 2007
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MP3
MP3 1.6 MB • 128 kbps • 1:43
Lyrics
I dont believe-anything I've just conceived
how can i breathe?-with the news inside of me?
Why is it me?-Why am I the victim of things??
I'm just a Boy-is it cuz God is Mad-at-me?
its a losing battle-that im trapped in, tragically
went to doc's for shots and for my annual
and I thought that this Box was spitiin sick
Like you were reading Lines off a Doctor's manual
But Can-you-all Grasp the pain? I'm about to explain
Not even solitary confinement could Drive me insane
so the Doc tells me I have cancer-and I have a short of breath
How the fuck can a boy-grip the handles and stare at the face of death?
I cant believe I have the balls to put my thoughts in a song
All this shit cuz my RNA cOpied my DnA wrong
A mutation in My 'Cells'-like we put 'Roberto' In Jail
I wish there was a Cure I could Insert-in-myself
I wish i could be that soldier to my kids, ya know a dad
I guess all things must come to end-the dreams I had
Shit can Happen-I guess My Dreams of Rappin
All came Crashin-with nothin past-it
I cant believe that I'll be able to pick my own casket
But I have no regrets, this life was good while it lasted..
[singing]]///
I can't believe I know when im gonna die
when my eyes are closed, and my soul ascends the sky
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