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Thug Life


Shoutout to the days we cried

Who am I coincides

With things inside 

That shouldn’t be alive.  

If you knew what it took

You wouldn’t take it from us 

You long for love

Yet hated on us.

Was I a fool to think you wouldn’t cause me pain?

Love is damned 

And may the damned be slain.

How can love be loved if love is tamed?

What’ve you been through for love?

Took a lot outta me to lose to love.

Fake love make you hate love. 

The hate you give is the love that spites.

You can’t love me because my livin aint right 

Not one mo day can I live through the night .

Little Infants Fucks everybody in life.

 

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