Just some shit i needed to get off my chest. Some deep thoughts right here.
Humans are never satisfied with what they have, which is why they are dominant over other species. But god gave me this gift, and I will be loyal to it until th
They say people judge you on your first impression. And so far I've done a really good job of ruining it because you've just had yours.
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They say history in the making, Its no mystery what your saying//
We're not going to blissfully miss all the shit that your facing//
You even say yourselves, we gone grow up so fast//
That we're eventually gonna see the drugs and cash//
And then we'll go, no more child to get sick of//
Become sick spitters, killahs, and drug dealers//
and do I really want this world that u left me? i dunno//
But don't go till you sew left a hole in the ozone//
like it was originally, its ur respnsibility//
Now your dumping problems on me, and soon as your rid of me//
Our age is gonna live up to all this shit//
And I'm not gonna solve it because you started this//
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Can we change our ways, Can we make a day
Where everyone's day is made, before we take away//
Everything sacred, we're down to our last chance//
Will we shine, or speak of our cherished world in the past tense//
Now lets take this back before i was even a teen//
5 years old, peeped out the window to see through a screen//
And saw a horrible sight, it was more than a fight//
2 colors, 1fast forward the others story of life//
This was towards my corner, ppl pulled it on sight//
My only lullaby was the echo of the bullets at night//
So then we bulleted outta there, now we live in the bay//
How can I repay or give god enough for not makin us stay//
Now ppl WANT the ghetto, on they first hello they done//
No way to mellow it out, you will turn yellow and run//
But when did calling it thug life begin//
When given the thug life, your life will end//
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While democrats have conversations on politics//
Your mental path ain't that time is running out on all of this//
And I swear to god bush, if you win in this race//
Hope that we dont cross pathes cause Ima spit in your face//
And I'm a young gun, elders don't know where I come from//
Cause someone, every day gone make the sun come//
And that ain't gonna be them, they gone be holding their own//
Cuddled up in a spot at the funeral home//
Its rather for Children, who didn't do anything to deserve//
To inherit this bizarre, astonishing, blue and green earth//
Can we sweep society from the dust cloud left by our parents//
Or cause to hear the music of the shelter sirens blaring//
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