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Life


Life is hard

Doesn't matter who your are

People cry everyday 

Because their house is getting taken away

I see people on the streets 

Running faster than my heart beat

Yelling O' God O' God why me?

 

Burglars stay burglarizing

Trying to take people money

Knowing they have to pay their rent by monday

Now it really get rough when you never want to say goodbye

Especially for a family member who just died

 

Ask God why he never answered back

My family told me he was doing crack

Last time i saw him he was in a gang

The only sound i heard was bang bang bang

The sound of gun shots made me insane

trying to get away on the run away train

 

I couldnt go far , i had to jump soon

As soon as it hit night 

That was the end of my LIFE

 

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