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Peak #807
Peak in subgenre #443
Author
Jae snow
Uploaded
December 29, 2009
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MP3 2.7 MB • 128 kbps • 2:54
Story behind the song
My life story
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As i walk threw the flames of shame to find fame// i smoke a dutch to the brain to some what ease the pain//
dreams die hard but my dreams aint dead i drink a fifth to the head and keep makin my bread//
im in a hall fulla mirrors in a fun land of lies// lost between reality and things we realize//
while we high// like the lines lie right between the roads// u can't make cake if you can't bake blow//
now everyday for me's a struggle so i try to stay strong// but the ends aint comin in thats why im writtin this song//
they say that money aint real until u really f*** in need it// well at this point time man i really f*** in need it//
cuz the bills aint gettin paid and the food aint comin in// my stomachs gettin hungry but im still just gettin slim//
poverty's unjust// thats why we rush to come up// and i aint got no f*** in job thats why im packagin blunts//
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ever since i was a kid man the ends been low, no money for the heat so we slept near the stove//
my pops wont ever there when my feet got cold cuz he was off wid some hos blowin lines of coke//
ever since i was a kid man the ends been low, no money for the heat so we slept near the stove//
my pops wont ever there when my feet got cold cuz he was off wid some hos blowin lines of coke//
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these were the letters that i wrote to myself when days were dark// when it seemed as though my world had started fallin apart//
my clouds turned to grey and then they rained wid all my pain// im suffering inside tryn to deal with all this rage//
i cant maintane so i roll one up// and take it str8 to the face so i dont blow up//
now it's off into society// with prior schemes to help provide a dream// despite the things that try to frighten me// enlighten me//
cuz i was born for the streets ima thorough bread g// no money in my pockets but i still got weed// and yes i still blow dro//
and everybody still knows where to go, when they need some mo//
the weights in stock// i got the game on lock// its supply and demand and i demand i serve the block//
welcome to the rock// where bistandardz get knocked// by the lead from strey shots//
till the bodies f*** in drop//
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ever since i was a kid man the ends been low, no money for the heat so we slept near the stove//
my pops wont ever there when my feet got cold cuz he was off wid some hos blowin lines of coke//
ever since i was a kid man the ends been low, no money for the heat so we slept near the stove//
my pops wont ever there when my feet got cold cuz he was off wid some hos blowin lines of coke//
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