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Drug Dealin'
this is a song i did a while back When will the young minds learn how hard times burns // And churns at there soul, each day they grow old // It's time to take action, before we lose the majority // And I'm not talkin' about coppin' out of a promise like a sorority // I'm talkin' bout bein' knocked, forced to live the hard life // Every day is filled with struggle and thoughts of a soul-less life // Turn the knife on yaself, might as well...It's gotta be betta than this life in hell // Escapin' Stress And The Fears Of Tha Other World // Bakin' Grass And Fall Into A Smoke Smother'd Twirl // Leaves My Mind Right, Open Freely For A Dimes-Price // Feeds And Finds Fight, Larger Ego Then Enter Tha Twigh-Lights // Clenses My Soul, Teaches No Remorce To Tha Dome // Expensive To Roll, But Worth Every Dime In My Home // Bullshit kid, don’t no one need those lame excuses // You understand the amount of pain and sufferin' dealin' drugs induces // Thoughts of a hopeless light, layin' on a stiff mattress every night // With you as your own bodyguard...tell me is it right? // Havin' to watch your back, afraid each day of a meaningless attack // Slangin' drugs is the life......what if you could only go back? // Yes, I'm Aware Of The Pain That It Induces // It Often Leaves Me Like My Necks In THIN-NOOSES // I Come "Close To Death" But My Rope Always Breaks // That Is The Reason To Heaven I Give Thanks // 'Til My Time Has Come, My Last Breathe Will Be Tokin' // A Message 2 Kids, Listen To Tha Voices That Have Spoken // |
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