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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