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im writing this shit tonight..after I give the bong a hit,
even though it wont fuckin help me right the wrongs i did
I’m just an accident-prone kid, landing in tha worst shit
Tryna walk the straight & narrow, without any purpose
with these words i hurt with, goes ova ya head like subliminal,
i live where crooked cops & politicians make deals with criminals
authorities showed us no justice.. actin like they ran shit
everyday the cops bust us..cuff us..just for some practice
im trying keep away from bad habits.. im breakin my ways
knowin tomorrows never certain..im tryin ta make it today
cuz these days it seems life can so easily be taken away
provin on this tiny earth.. theres no room for makin mistakes
sometimes im chillin..wonderin why im breathin & spittin
should i give all this rap shit up..or is it the reason im livin
no needin for bitchin.. i wanna leave my mark on this earth
im just eager & itchin..to accomplish shit i started since birth
sittin here hopin my rhymes last.. watchin the time pass
hearin the nine blast.. am i headed on da right path?
wisdom..im tryin to find that..its the knowledge i seek
decipherin through bullshit of the garbage you speak
niggas scared & crawl up a tree..that shits appaulin to me
just gotta keep ma head up..i cant be fallin asleep
focused.. dont need an optometrist to see my vision is fine
just look into ya heart, soul, mind..then ya decision is right
corporate agendas propagate fakeness in the newstands
collaborate millions of people across the land to make a movement
and while readin this dope flow..im sinkin the cloned hoax
yet left drownin in my sorrows for thinkin my hope floats
in battle peeps talkin too much..that'll cost you a crutch
cant expect to be felt when ya punches soft to tha touch
yall lost it as much..its mighty humor..ya just hype & rumors
lyin losers.. evading your wack text.. by typing maneuvers

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