Different Breed

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Fuck these thoughts Hope my body rots Not one to start a fight Not unless I’m feeling right My sight only extends so hfar Drugs bring me to another light What’s the hype I’m a different type Friday the 13th yes indeed I have this need so go head Head what you about to read I’m a different breed All these a product of pain and misery My bitch wishin death to me Guess what some days I feel the same But I got these rhythms Hopefully etched in stone Stopped in time Frozen in place So my foes remember My boozie ass face Fuck my creed how am I supposed to lead Every time I speak constantly high Ready to die not a lie Like the great and late Biggie smalls Notorious BIG King of New york Brooklyn to

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3 years ago

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