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Yo,woke up this morning Got no food to eat But I got my hommies and my high grade weed life's tragedy for the poor Comedy for the rich So I keep my back bent So I can get rich Cos you're alive today Gotta 'ways give thanks To He that deserves thanks Never forget that Street filled with fucking rats They just want you dead Gotta keep your eyes peeled You never know what's coming Cos only ONE gives LIFE And MANY can take BACK You feel me my hommie Lots of time in the background Fuck this shit When I show up,I'll put your ass down I never quit My actions gon make me standout Live my life,no regret That's just how it is
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