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Know there's angels that's looking out for me There's my granmother i call her maw, God, I'm so ashamed now I hold my face down, I don't like eye contact Don't gotta prove what kinda man I am To who? To you, do you truly think I give a fuck what people say, or think you think I'd lose a wink? If you would die right now then I highly doubt The highway south was looking like a drought Got a grown man body with a mind of a God The science is shell-shocked, and I'm no war vet, but I've seen combat and grief I got well off and when it pour fast, life ain't all that it seems But did I talk to the Devil? He got through when he tried contacting me I can't believe he had the audacity I was in his grip until his last grasp of me God saved me I done been to Hell I done been to Hell and back Fire's burning, melt my skin My body's charred from my melted flesh God, I need your help Praying that I get welcomed back 'Cause I've been to Hell I done been to Hell and back again It's over now, so I never felt better But I never meant to be a poster child for recovery And ever since, there's a set of kids I guess I influence And now they looking up to me I bet I never have another hit of glass And if a slip up happens, they treat me like I don't practice what I preach Deadly no more, hourly counting each minute pass A meet and greet with the fam, I lit up a cigarette Tried to pretend I'm glad, I quit, I've been living lav' But inside I'm itching bad, without my drugs You know how hard it is to get on the mic and hit the beat? Staring at the ceiling when you feeling straight adrenaline Knowing that no one would know if I get tempted Went and had a shot in the hood at the trap don't have to consider that Relapse and keep that one between us and keep Acting a man and I think that was an option I think back when things brok me, smack my face on the pavement And a fate to escaping, and end up saying just chase the Draggon, and so much on my plate Stacking the options a [?] Tapping the atmosphere that was here, that was years of the same Man it's sad as a catastrophic storm, bright full of brink Damaged my hands and an ace bandage, a hand on my straight jackete chorus I done been to H-E-Double hockey sticks All my jackets blue to describe the kinda mood that I'm in Have you ever relaxed, say you won't do it again? 'Til you do it again and feel like a loser again When you feed into pressure you looking foolish to them While you feed your depression and you just letting 'em do it? Because you scared to be you, it has an effect on your music And you done lost it again and it's a problem again You at the needle again? Had to quit all the bends? Piece of shit to your friends but you wake up and forget And now we don't know you, bring back the old you Something's just gotta give I know sometimes you really just try'na live But you don't wanna die 'cause you just try'na live You don't wanna be that guy that never had no fight Who lose everything he had because he ain't use a fist You don't wanna be a coward do you? You think you got it all figured out? More power to you You don't know what it's like to have abandonment issues They'd rather hand you the issues instead of handle the issues Now what's a man by the business if he don't stand on his principles? Let me tell ya That's a man that ain't talking 'bout jack He ain't never been to Hell then back on fire smooking like a doobie I done been to Hell And back again I done been to Hell I pray my past don't give me no more I done been to Hell And I'm glad I went I done been to Hell Yes, I'm back again I done been to Hell I done been to Hell and back Fire's burning, melt my skin

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