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came a long way from sleeping on the floor with no cushions or mattresses grew up living poor thats stuff we couldn't afford slept on the hard floor is what made my heart cold cockroaches running over me an the mice was trying to cuddle me momma was up all night peeking out the window wondering when daddy is comming home hours passed even days passed by he still ain't home i bet when he comes home he is gonna be broke. i still picture my mom sitting in the dark crying because she couldn't afford food for her family trying to be strong emotionally hopelessly getting abused mentally an physically trapped in alotta hurt an pain watched her snort a line of cocaine just to ease the pain growing up she use to tell me don't grow up to be like ur daddy little did she know when i got married i was stuck in that same trap i beat my wife like a trap beat i was cursed with abuse in me my anger an abusive way landed me in that jail cell had to rethink my life how will it be i don't wonna relieve this live of misery do i really want my kids to hate me like i hated my father found myself at the altar pleading for your forgiveness it was to late i hated myself for all the time i put my hands on you i didn't me too all the fahne memories play back in my mind just like it was yesterday trying to move on from the past everytime you get mad you throw it in my face that I'll never change challenge me to change an break this generation curse
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came a long way from sleeping on the floor with no cushions or mattresses grew up living poor thats stuff we couldn't afford slept on the hard floor is what made my heart cold cockroaches running over me an the mice was trying to cuddle me momma was up all night peeking out the window wondering when daddy is comming home hours passed even days passed by he still ain't home i bet when he comes home he is gonna be broke. i still picture my mom sitting in the dark crying because she couldn't afford food for her family trying to be strong emotionally hopelessly getting abused mentally an physically trapped in alotta hurt an pain watched her snort a line of cocaine just to ease the pain growing up she use to tell me don't grow up to be like ur daddy little did she know when i got married i was stuck in that same trap i beat my wife like a trap beat i was cursed with abuse in me my anger an abusive way landed me in that jail cell had to rethink my life how will it be i don't wonna relieve this live of misery do i really want my kids to hate me like i hated my father found myself at the altar pleading for your forgiveness it was to late i hated myself for all the time i put my hands on you i didn't me too all the fahne memories play back in my mind just like it was yesterday trying to move on from the past everytime you get mad you throw it in my face that I'll never change challenge me to change an break this generation curse
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