it was July 2006
was in my prime
I couldn't miss
was on my grind
wouldnt get me pissed
that's the year I reached the end of my line.
end of my wits
my morals cashed in
traded 4 fast Cash
good heart but doing all bad
health was falling fast
looking like I was smoking crack
paranoid as fuck
my front didn't trust my back
like I personally had all of me that I could have had
on autopilot eyes closed waiting to crash...
figured a blaze of glory is how theyd take my ass
mind was set on war I'm taking as many with me as I can
either I'm busting until there's no ine left standing
out of ammo 2
or killed dead
& that went the same for the
cops j 1
ackers 2
& the feds 1
but how they got me was far from planned..
whoever knocked me saved my ass from passing a way to fast
but although imprisoned still wasn't giving in
and refused to quit
so I did my bit 2
but kept my torch lit2
walked that two-piece down
walking out doing backflips
hit the ground running
straight from being trapped
right back to the trap2
I'm talking same day in fact.........
I made it well known I'm back
and it didn't take a full day after that my phone got attacked
feeling like I didn't skip a beat
just more healthy
and more on my feet
no longer a walking zombie full of defeat....
but don't be deceived
I'm not rapping about victory
basically
the point I'm getting to
is simply
one slip and fall don't make life less slippery..........
when back on your fee
t in fact for me
I got my best blessings
but felt worst defeat
it wasn't long before my feet we're no longer underneath me
expectations to meet
while expecting a mini me
after jumping in a ready-made family..........
taking on a child not even 3
but a great opportunity
because his father was like family
he died a year before I got free
so although I couldn't say good bye properly
promise my profits will keep your son problem-free
and Lindsay
and everyday I did anything
to see to it that they had everything
and they had everything
till there wasnt a fuckin thing,
lack of honesty
integrity
in the fact that neither one of us could live faithfully
her or me
led to my fall
but when I hit the ground
I didn't bounce back
just started to sink
then pops died
it wasnt registering dis belief grojnd crumnling underneath me bad dream thinkn to much to even fuckin think
that's when it went from depressing me
to a blur
eyes wide but couldn't see anything
when it came to hustling
he taught me everything
he motivated me
that cut me deeply
then infidelity hit its fucking peak
some call it karma
but what she did to me
I really don't think
I deserved everything
I've done a lot of wrong
but she didnt just drop a bomb
she fucking nuked me
but if it's karma
how much longer are you going to do this to me
how long am I supposed to be suffering????
from this depression
and humbling defeat
when does Smokey gets to get back on his feet
my plate is empty
I'm hungry
got to eat
how do you feed yourself
when you've lost everything
moralistically
material
and physically
almost missing who I was when it was just me living in my misery
like fucking really
I Miss misery
it's better than feeling like I'm already history
like I'm a closed case
as for the future
there is no mystery
because it's already rit for me
but while there is still piss in me
& air to breathe
then this story has a part 3........
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2nd listen killed it bruh!!
it was July 2006 was in my prime I couldn't miss was on my grind wouldnt get me pissed that's the year I reached the end of my line. end of my wits my morals cashed in traded 4 fast Cash good heart but doing all bad health was falling fast looking like I was smoking crack paranoid as fuck my front didn't trust my back like I personally had all of me that I could have had on autopilot eyes closed waiting to crash... figured a blaze of glory is how theyd take my ass mind was set on war I'm taking as many with me as I can either I'm busting until there's no ine left standing out of ammo 2 or killed dead & that went the same for the cops j 1 ackers 2 & the feds 1 but how they got me was far from planned.. whoever knocked me saved my ass from passing a way to fast but although imprisoned still wasn't giving in and refused to quit so I did my bit 2 but kept my torch lit2 walked that two-piece down walking out doing backflips hit the ground running straight from being trapped right back to the trap2 I'm talking same day in fact......... I made it well known I'm back and it didn't take a full day after that my phone got attacked feeling like I didn't skip a beat just more healthy and more on my feet no longer a walking zombie full of defeat.... but don't be deceived I'm not rapping about victory basically the point I'm getting to is simply one slip and fall don't make life less slippery.......... when back on your fee t in fact for me I got my best blessings but felt worst defeat it wasn't long before my feet we're no longer underneath me expectations to meet while expecting a mini me after jumping in a ready-made family.......... taking on a child not even 3 but a great opportunity because his father was like family he died a year before I got free so although I couldn't say good bye properly promise my profits will keep your son problem-free and Lindsay and everyday I did anything to see to it that they had everything and they had everything till there wasnt a fuckin thing, lack of honesty integrity in the fact that neither one of us could live faithfully her or me led to my fall but when I hit the ground I didn't bounce back just started to sink then pops died it wasnt registering dis belief grojnd crumnling underneath me bad dream thinkn to much to even fuckin think that's when it went from depressing me to a blur eyes wide but couldn't see anything when it came to hustling he taught me everything he motivated me that cut me deeply then infidelity hit its fucking peak some call it karma but what she did to me I really don't think I deserved everything I've done a lot of wrong but she didnt just drop a bomb she fucking nuked me but if it's karma how much longer are you going to do this to me how long am I supposed to be suffering???? from this depression and humbling defeat when does Smokey gets to get back on his feet my plate is empty I'm hungry got to eat how do you feed yourself when you've lost everything moralistically material and physically almost missing who I was when it was just me living in my misery like fucking really I Miss misery it's better than feeling like I'm already history like I'm a closed case as for the future there is no mystery because it's already rit for me but while there is still piss in me & air to breathe then this story has a part 3........
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