Saturday, November 12, 2011

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A long time ago I forgot about music

Marijuana smoke, abused it

Love & Lust? Confused it

Many options - time spent - used it

Never trust no one

Met a man - he loosened it

Came from the bottom of the pit

Hate or pray? Labelled a mis-fit

Lost causes, I’m on it & I’mma’ stick with

It - always try again, go for the hit

So f**ked got these b****es slippin’ in the shit

It’s mean to say

Won’t have it any other way

Pray at night to make the it to the next day

Can’t hide, got no where to stay

& In this midst the streets don’t play

Be watchin’ yourself, what you say

I be on a positive tip and it’s me

If I ever slip, it’s on me

Me baby, all me…

- 00/00/2007

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