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another sunrise staring at sunshine still don't know how the days going to go My days are different just like my mind , bet dat , mydemons keep me on my toes try to sleep at night tossing and turnin cuz my dreams f***** up , kinda concernin most my dream are with my kids chillin wit me that's why it hurts cuz they msmas make that a fantasy used to chill wit da homeboys, now most them r fake have a couple ride or dies, some bonds never break Yo blood will smile and wave, face ,2 face behind yo back they demonize yo mistakes a saint i aint don't get me wrong these days i don't know where I belong your friends used to treat u as royalty, they musta firgot the meaning of loyalty everybody smile is fool's gold looks legit but it's just pretend, they full of shit Fuck the media, police and government, they don't understand the term ,"represent whether its sunny, or gray clouds in da sky either way i wish a mother fucker would try try bein tough with his big boy boots and a attitude so he can own 2 fat lips and his jaw needin glued like blues clues, rude dudes r confused, actin gangsta, til they limppin round bruised my mind aint ok, i battle evry-fuckin-day 2-behave, or let my demons out 2 play try as i may, i cant keep the demons locked away. fuck it i think there here to stay My baby mamas, makin my life hell might lead to jail, hard to tell , wonder , anyone gonna help wit bail the devil bought my soul on clearance sale, all my giveafucks been sent air mail, farewell Guess i was just born to lose and destined to fail everything got me on edge ready to fight tooth and nail tell my kids that ill will always be here in tears, as i. hang up the phone, and stare in the mirror. another day, more bullshit fills my ear, i fear, i cant do another fucked up year apparently the devil and me,have become friends no suprise to me, my choicest always dead ends. struggle wit if i should live or die, juggle my life or drop dead like a fly.. so im not the one to start shit with, if i was u i wouldn't risk it, im efficient ill split your lips bitch, break yo legs call you limp bisquit, beat yo brakes till you leakin bisquick, tisk,tisk " FINISH HIM " ,mortal combat style wit a brick heres a tip , Zip yo lip , for u get a clip, from head 2 toe, and back to hip 911 dispatchers phone be doin frontflips piggies will b tryin to hop jump and skip Real talk, not spittin jokes, im not a comic Ima smoke chronic, go bionic, get demonic, da violence i spread will b astronomic im ready for war, no shit wont be taken, dont mistake me to b fakin, youll b shaken from da earthquakes im makin, Dont give a shit, ive claimed my stake kid, now im droopin da mic be uncontested yes phew ,