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$~ANOTHER~$

~chorus~

For every day I live is another spit to be spoked/
Another week I live another join been smoked/
Another pen I buy , another song to be wrote/
And another month to breath , another bong to toke/

~Verse 1~
Thats all I need , my humans feed , and some weed/
Until I start to bleed , as I start to lisen to Creed/
And my nose falls off like micheal fuckin jackson/
Im like a blind guy thats been truckin wit no traction/
My life is just a fraction , of mackin , bitches/
I rob riches , burn linches , and kill sniches/
I needa quit this , killin ppl , being in gang fights/
Because one day Ill look up and see some train lights/
Coming for my brains rights , and tha train will hit/
No more gangs to quit , smelly armpits , or spits/
or scripts to flip , no more breaths to breath /
No more weed leaves or weed reefs , underneath/
All I wanna Defeat my passed , stop doing shit half assed/
Blast to tha trop fast , and stop getting harrased/
By tha gang called weather cast , wearing mask/

~Chorus~
For every day I live is another spit to be spoked/
Another week I live another join been smoked/
Another pen I buy , another song to be wrote/
And another month to breath , another bong to toke/

~Verse 2~
Now as I carry on down this wall of death and pain/
A life of pot , snow, rain , death , gangs and cocane/
I see tha main thang is to sucseed in live and survive/
A getto life wit knifes, glocks , gates , and stive/
I try and stay alive , but its hard to stay strait /
When you replace love wit hate , open hells gate/
Make a hate state , I could be walking in a subway/
One day , and say " hey " to a gay , and have to pay/
Have to lay in my grave , and have a body filled wit magets/
Because gangs and faget , wanna be like a hag bitch /
Gangs can mug me throw me down and shot me in tha side/
Because my life on drugs, gangs, and guns will all colide/

~Chorus~

For every day I live is another spit to be spoked/
Another week I live another join been smoked/
Another pen I buy , another song to be wrote/
And another month to breath , another bong to toke/