One day on the block I was speaking to a close partner, BLACK CADDIE ROLLED UP {I shot ay] I felt my soul reach back to times in my youth was cold and gritty on the south side of the city, read the sign is says TOWN OF NO PITY first grade was vague, EIGHTH GRADE BOUNCE TO THE EAST SIDE. From Negros to esays SCUFFLE FROM SUNDAY THROUGH SATURDAYS, IN ALLEY WAYS, SHADY WAYS, WHEN MY MOM WASN'T LOOKIN. A MIDNIGHT MARAUDER, LIFE WAS PART OF ME, DIPPIN OUT THE WINDOW OF YOUR DAUGHTER. DAYS COME AND GONE DEFINE WHO WE ARE. THERE I AM AT AGE 19 A GHETTO SUPER STAR.
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BANG, BANG, ANGEL OF DEATH CAME TO CLAIM BANG, BANG, HOLDING A BULLET WITH MY NAME BANG, BANG, LIFE IS OVER, TO LATE TO CHANGE I'm walking with shadows in the valley of death, come on
So many escapades led me astray, look there goes the time I FIRST HELD AN A-K, aimed at your way, ITCHY FINGER LOOKIN TO TURN YALL TO DEAD WEIGHT. No role model, living life at full throttle, mind gone, doing wrong , PASSIN OUT WITH A 40 BOTTLE, and I tell ya. I kept trippin as my soul kept drifting, THROUGH DEATH IM REMENISIN MY LIFE OF NON FICTION. GLOBE STILL SPINNIN WITNESSING WHAT I'M MISSIN, AND WHAT MADE ME YEARN ADDICTION. TO MONEY WEED AND b******, game brought me the riches, SABOTAGE FROM SNITCHES, this is, JUST A CHRONICLE OF DAYS COME AND GONE, NOW.
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Don't push me cause im close to the edge. Im trying, not to lose my head.
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BANG, BANG, ANGEL OF DEATH CAME TO CLAIM BANG, BANG, HOLDING A BULLET WITH MY NAME BANG, BANG, LIFE IS OVER, TO LATE TO CHANGE I'm walking with shadows in the valley of death, come on
So many escapades led me astray, look there goes the time I FIRST HELD AN A-K, aimed at your way, ITCHY FINGER LOOKIN TO TURN YALL TO DEAD WEIGHT. No role model, living life at full throttle, mind gone, doing wrong , PASSIN OUT WITH A 40 BOTTLE, and I tell ya. I kept trippin as my soul kept drifting, THROUGH DEATH IM REMENISIN MY LIFE OF NON FICTION. GLOBE STILL SPINNIN WITNESSING WHAT I'M MISSIN, AND WHAT MADE ME YEARN ADDICTION. TO MONEY WEED AND b******, game brought me the riches, SABOTAGE FROM SNITCHES, this is, JUST A CHRONICLE OF DAYS COME AND GONE, NOW.
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Don't push me cause im close to the edge. Im trying, not to lose my head.
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