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My addiction


Going back and forth taking 
But ain't saying nothing...
I'm addicted to her like cocaine...
She lite the fire under me... propane...
Its two chains no chains it all makes a difference...
If I got a penny for my thoughts my whole family would be talking riches...
But I got a nickel for my rap and a penny for a slap...
I'm six cents in still no looking back...
Pessimistic mixed with an optimistic....
So I was born crazy...
Never lived a day in my life where success ain't happen somewhere...
I deserve this time to be lazy...
Rappers always talk about that money but got no time for either types of change...
Well I step into the game to earn change as I made a change...
I guess for me my vision and theirs was never the same....
But for me all these birds talking shit...
But they can't truly show a thing...
Got a big house,hot wife,mad cars living the star life...
But the appearance of a person ain't all there is...
What's it all worth if inward u swim in a pool full of hurt and dirt... 
My journey brought me threw a long  desert full nothing but sand...and I couldn't see any further beyond it...
So I gathered my resources and took a step towards innovation...
Made some glass to peer threw...
It helped highten my depth perception...
Made a big telescope to see the path to my journey...
Soon took a short cut...
Straight threw the desert to get to my destination quicker...

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Nate the Great

this is my life I have a few accounts on here due to my short memory and crowded mind.

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