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| Tòókie | ||
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![]() Murder, murder, my mind state, shit ain't change since my last rhyme The crime rate ain't decline Niggaz bustin' shots like they lost they mind Like twenty-five to life never crossed they mind Tell me young nigga never learned a thang Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang Sent a lot of flowers, but how could I cry Tried to warn the little nigga, either stop or die Mercy is for the weak, when I speak I scream Afraid to sleep, I'm havin' crazy dreams Vivid pictures of my enemies and family times God forgive me cause it's wrong, but I plan to die Need to take me in heaven and understand I was a G Did the best I could, raised in insanity Or send me to hell cause I ain't beggin' for my life Ain't nothing worse than this cursed ass hopeless life, I'm troublesome... |
| 12:52 AM Nov 26 |



