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forgive me


yeah its been lonely world

with a lonely ride

lost alost all my friends and family to prison or drugs 

my life been hell still fighting keeping  grip so many times

wanted to let i all go but now i have a reson to live and that is a

guy came to me and ask can you help me 

my daughter been kiddnapped i didnt know what to think 

so we go looking calling the cops trying find a 5 year old girl find out 

i was yhe true target same people put bullet in my brother tj all faces started too look familair

got pistal whipped too the ground ribs stumped in thinking this is it as i gasp for air 

starting go black losing faith beeding out got stabedd 5 times life seems be over

starting drift away am i aive or dead i was neither

stuck in a void of blackness hatered came around me i woke back up hearing my cousins voice gt up

walked 2 miles callapsed in front the hospital rushing me too surgery 

not knowng if imma live or die could barely hear

heared docor call mom telling her she need hurry son aint got much time left 

20 mins later mom cme walking in tears pooring down her cheeks 

shes taking in every second not knowing when my last breath about come

told my mom its gonna be okay laying in that bed thinking who known ur best friend 

set the whole thing up motavtion not let go hold on but why my friend 

friends come and go out hospital puuled up and shot a whole 30 clips and 8 niigas hat tried take my life.

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