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Got back to my yard, it was early in the mornin,
Day ain't even dawnin, i'm stretchin n yawnin,
Man's feelin para, feels like everyone be scornin,
Feelin kinda down about da word dat i was born in,
Its like i can't achieve jack without a fight,
When i see my goals, there's always obstacles in sight,
Either money be tight, or niggas wanna spite,
There ain't sunshine in my life it always feels like night,
Life full of thunder and rain, no clear skies,
Never pleasure, there's alway's pain, what a surprise,
Don't get it twisted, yo it wasn't always like this,
Back then it was far too good for me to have to write this,
But it's kinda funny how life can be conspirin,
Puttin you through so much s, it's physically tirin,
And you just be thinkin to yourself, no more,
In da mood to walk away from life and close the door,
But that ain't da man's route, dat shit's for little boys,
Might as well get on with it, no time for makin noise....... |