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T his life i live gives me multiple test
with limited rest through reality checks
relieving my stress through cigarettes and sex
and unless my check is blessed
with an extra zero then my mirror
won’t be the only one l o o k i n g at me
N obody told her that love is blind
especially when love is hard to find
she felt like she was r u n n i n g
out of time
crying herself to sleep
to keep from losing her
mind still nobody told her that love is kind
W a l k I n g with a limp
an inch from a pimp
hair WiLd and unkempt
EGO as big as the blimp
in an attempt to look hard
having no regards playing the part
of the rappers he sees in the videos
draped in gold spitting lyrics
with metaphors about
hoes and fat BANK ROLLS
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