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Just venting


Just lost my job ive been stuck in a hard place,

 

Gained weight staying focus hope ill be in great shape.

 

praying everyday I could make a better way


In america and im black dont want the cops to rush my date.

ive been really feeling hate, ive been really out the way.

Wont let a cell be my fate 

Do whats right before its late 

For my mothers sake

working so her back will never ache

stuck inside the hood

id rather just be fishing on a lake

lost to many people but experience a lot of gain

did some things left me stained wont say a name

live with the pain 

Only way ill maintain I could manage it better.

No success cant settle

hill top hanzel gretel 
 

die to get my brother back but thats a personal endeavor 


i have kings in my genes (jeans) not like wrangler but corertta 


if i was born in the past wouldve wrote myself a letter


how to be a better rebel and get my mind back together 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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