CAN YOU FEEL MY PAIN!!!


im at war with my life and attiude,
my wify, my kids, i see as another battle dude
ALL she wants is money for her bill'z, or else she charge me
child support, then next thing you know the judge trying to charge me
5 to 10 with no bail, this story i see has no tail
just facts, about hoes who have you on lock like jail
fuck being dirty, cuz i like how that scunk-smell's
bitches proclaim you playing games, till you find nigga's in her junk-mail
talking she wanna holla, hes cute, looking like a drunk-male
who life got cracked up and fell apart like blunts stile
now you fall on ya faces, feeling outta place, this must be a mistake
i prayed and said my grace, failed my goals and life now a waste
thought u was my wife by my side, but like a quickky you couldnt wait
broke my heart and shoved it up ya ass, i sense you probley shit on me on my wake
if i had 24 hours to live, u'll probley feel low cuz you at another niggas waist
to much trouble thought for me to have rushin in my head to debate
now i see why husstlers got that crack-cream cuz they after the cake
everything you recite i'll get trash then laugh for spitting without a tape
i mean what do it gotta take, to get out this nightmare, danm i gotta wake
but wait, who have friends now a days? i mean honestly alot are fake
all they want is your pockets to brake, profit to make, stop your late
you dont pop rockets you fake, but i rock spot's till you feel it quake
feel it shake, but you rather squeels to jake's, snatch meal's from plates
crack-kill's but late, but get crack if you open a window an bake
my life got so many "story's" i wounder how many 'window's can they make'

hold on to much for me right now....

i need a breather....

i'll be back to finish it....

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NOT TO BE FUCKED WITH!!!!