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i been up i been down walk barefoot on solid ground i been lost i been found watched my karma come back round and round they say time heals all wounds an in time there will be no more pain too consume us these are our words our pain our choices this is our world our struggle our voices in the back of Macdonald selling crack to the blind man playing sax a little boy watching playing JAX cross them trax i lay wax to shine them boots of those recruits dying on the frontlines dug up roots wine in the echoes of time in my black mind I'm just a piece of paper taxed by the congress grind who can i trust when they say its justice when they kill an bust us they dont see the corruption just us trying to love our enemies jesus would you die for me wallow 8n my grief put your needs on hold five years they scold telling you you are a thief find you not guilty violated your goals in life for a waiting soul ten years ole who hates daddy told a lie out of his control forsaken him growed cold inside as the years roll bye smoken weed to make them fly look me in the eyes see the tears i cried feel how it feels to be on the otherside when the say you driftin on the darkerside moma why do i still hear heathens screamin thuglife i been up i been down walk barefoot on solid ground i been lost i been found watched my karma come back round and round have you ever? been browsing the low budget housen p9verty stricken Americans by the thousands dont raise taxes on the multimillionaires thats unfair while thee economy is clowning society is drowning in a hate filled atmosphere dead jacobites an caacanites are rowdy look at where they shot him young teen slane by police responding to driveby five blocks away from the crime scene of the gunshots claiming he was packin heat no weapon found when they traced chalkline around his body my condolences may he rest in peace just a piece of the pie she was chasing stripping for a liven too provide for her children her boyfreind started slipping meth in her cigarettes too increase his pimpin tell me wheres the vission trapping young souls in a incoherent prison the youth didn't ask for this world it was given to them an these are the cards you dealin these aint the cards you was dealt that you dealing i been up i been down walk barefoot on solid ground i been lost i been found watched my karma come back round and round this goes out to those on the downlows not use to havin back stabbers lifestyle crabbin slick rappers with money bags always bragging bout th3 billions on their plates but behind da poes bax the always yappin smilen in our face claiming they bredren we in this togther? i dont know I'm reading mixed messages from you footdraggers an fake savages one day you down to ride or die the next you behind my back tell lies h0w the hell we family you tried to put me back in the penitentiary boy misery enjoys company you dont like me dont fake with me dont have to ask where I'm at thats whats up with me i showed love inspite of you took my name an drug it through the mud mean mug what a messed up behavior got the nerve to act like you did me a favor gotta watch them snakes in the grass for all you haters I'm still gettin paper paper paper i been up i been down walk barefoot on solid ground i been lost i been found watched my karma come back round and round these are our words our pain our choices this is our world our struggle our voices the struggle
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i been up i been down walk barefoot on solid ground i been lost i been found watched my karma come back round and round they say time heals all wounds an in time there will be no more pain too consume us these are our words our pain our choices this is our world our struggle our voices in the back of Macdonald selling crack to the blind man playing sax a little boy watching playing JAX cross them trax i lay wax to shine them boots of those recruits dying on the frontlines dug up roots wine in the echoes of time in my black mind I'm just a piece of paper taxed by the congress grind who can i trust when they say its justice when they kill an bust us they dont see the corruption just us trying to love our enemies jesus would you die for me wallow 8n my grief put your needs on hold five years they scold telling you you are a thief find you not guilty violated your goals in life for a waiting soul ten years ole who hates daddy told a lie out of his control forsaken him growed cold inside as the years roll bye smoken weed to make them fly look me in the eyes see the tears i cried feel how it feels to be on the otherside when the say you driftin on the darkerside moma why do i still hear heathens screamin thuglife i been up i been down walk barefoot on solid ground i been lost i been found watched my karma come back round and round have you ever? been browsing the low budget housen p9verty stricken Americans by the thousands dont raise taxes on the multimillionaires thats unfair while thee economy is clowning society is drowning in a hate filled atmosphere dead jacobites an caacanites are rowdy look at where they shot him young teen slane by police responding to driveby five blocks away from the crime scene of the gunshots claiming he was packin heat no weapon found when they traced chalkline around his body my condolences may he rest in peace just a piece of the pie she was chasing stripping for a liven too provide for her children her boyfreind started slipping meth in her cigarettes too increase his pimpin tell me wheres the vission trapping young souls in a incoherent prison the youth didn't ask for this world it was given to them an these are the cards you dealin these aint the cards you was dealt that you dealing i been up i been down walk barefoot on solid ground i been lost i been found watched my karma come back round and round this goes out to those on the downlows not use to havin back stabbers lifestyle crabbin slick rappers with money bags always bragging bout th3 billions on their plates but behind da poes bax the always yappin smilen in our face claiming they bredren we in this togther? i dont know I'm reading mixed messages from you footdraggers an fake savages one day you down to ride or die the next you behind my back tell lies h0w the hell we family you tried to put me back in the penitentiary boy misery enjoys company you dont like me dont fake with me dont have to ask where I'm at thats whats up with me i showed love inspite of you took my name an drug it through the mud mean mug what a messed up behavior got the nerve to act like you did me a favor gotta watch them snakes in the grass for all you haters I'm still gettin paper paper paper i been up i been down walk barefoot on solid ground i been lost i been found watched my karma come back round and round these are our words our pain our choices this is our world our struggle our voices the struggle
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Here are my scores: Bars: 9/10 Delivery: 8/10 Impression: 9/10
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