MY Life song:

first of all I was born into this retarded world….
To many days that sicken me and forced me to have hurled…
I Forgot about my olden days as a younger child…
I don’t remember if I was hyper or if I was just compiled…
I was brought up in a hockey family…
Props, good thing I enjoyed to play it, properly…
When I hit 12 I quit hockey found a game called basketball…
Now im looking to get a little Plax on my giant wall…
people asking why I quit hockey I told them, man I don’t recall…
man lay off that shit, they were holdin me up in the bathroom stall…
what could I do tell them there fags with dicks so fuckin small…
by the time I hit 14 is when shit happened, it was ironic…
last summer I started weed and almost became a hardcore chronic…
told to many people about my dads real fuckin lot of ash…
then my life turned around the corner and became trash…
someone came in my house stole some fucked me around…
them bitches gonna pay me back. So how dos that sound…
my dad gets fired from his job no money now we on welfare…
cant afford to buy any dope cloths its unfair…
I wouldent understand how your lifes would even compare…

awwww damn u wouldent understand how lifes unfair
bitch u jus a rich hoe get the fuck up outta here

u cryin cuz yo pops had to finnaly get on welfare
bitch u dont kno hard times we was poe no one care

im talkin food stamps welfare n parents tryina get by
if i hurd u talk this shit in person id stick u in the eye

cuz u soft actin like u for real poe
bitch u ain broke, if u are then kick in a dow

get on the grind, make some chedda
u whining aint got make shit betta

u sayin o im on welfare now and all this trash
when what u kno bout lay-a-way and hustlin fo cash

notta nan notha so shut yo mouf
cuz dog i came up broke in the dirty souf

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for all these niggas that say i cant rap, nigga i dont rap any way, i ROBBBBB
-crunchy blac(three 6 mafia)


i get high like the birds and the planes, i get high when bullets hit faces after words are exchanged
-styles p(the lox)

u betta tell yo man wit the gauges im nice, i'll shoot up yo white shirts till yall look like dice
-I 20