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Ganja goblinletter to my sons never inhale smoke into those lungs it will fuck up your teeth an gums find yourself a hobby stay away from drugs gangs wemon and guns work hard to get your own funds motto bikes or drums your worth every penny to get you both out the slums it always begins sweet beware of what love becomes positivehouse hold positive chums your mates can't hold there tongues truth is they want the bread you'll get the crumbs daddy was a hoodlum way back in the day scum don't follow my path do what I done 💯 up don't ever dwell Look your demons in the eyes Before your take them to hell no 1 cares if you fell dog eat dog World aswell sorry to drop bombshell your my sons I had to tell in case u come home and daddy's not well daddy's heads sick wer life goes he can't tell but back to jj an Taylor you broke daddy's heart but it wasn't even your fault I was just left eating myself with guilt this is everything I felt the hand I was delt I'm ok I'm not asking for help I got wat I deserve for all the crime under my belt letter 2 my sons don't ever be 2nd to nones chest out head up outnumbered in the slums or family never runs pray today then a predator tomorrow my sons
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letter to my sons never inhale smoke into those lungs it will fuck up your teeth an gums find yourself a hobby stay away from drugs gangs wemon and guns work hard to get your own funds motto bikes or drums your worth every penny to get you both out the slums it always begins sweet beware of what love becomes positivehouse hold positive chums your mates can't hold there tongues truth is they want the bread you'll get the crumbs daddy was a hoodlum way back in the day scum don't follow my path do what I done 💯 up don't ever dwell Look your demons in the eyes Before your take them to hell no 1 cares if you fell dog eat dog World aswell sorry to drop bombshell your my sons I had to tell in case u come home and daddy's not well daddy's heads sick wer life goes he can't tell but back to jj an Taylor you broke daddy's heart but it wasn't even your fault I was just left eating myself with guilt this is everything I felt the hand I was delt I'm ok I'm not asking for help I got wat I deserve for all the crime under my belt letter 2 my sons don't ever be 2nd to nones chest out head up outnumbered in the slums or family never runs pray today then a predator tomorrow my sons
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