الرئيسية
ƒσяυмѕ нαмα∂ тσωη . . قـريبـا سوف ينتشـر فـ صفحات ( جوجل , مسـن , يـاهـو ) بـأذن اللهـ , , آلأأداره 
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Back in elementary, I thrived on misery
Left me alone I grew up amongst a dyin breed
Inside my mind couldn't find a place to rest
until I got that Thug Life tatted on my chest
Tell me can you feel me? I'm not livin in the past, you wanna last
Be tha first to blast, remember Kato
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A place to spend my quiet nights,time to unwind so much pressure in this life of mine, at quiet
times I once conciplated suicide and when I tried when I held that nine, all I could see was my
mama's eyes, no one knows my struggle they only see the trouble not knowin' its hard to carry on
when no one loves you, picture me inside the mysery of poverty no man alive witnessed struggles
I survived, prayin' hard for better days promise to hold on me and my dogs
had no choice
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Some say I'm crazy, these punk-ass cops can't fade me
Mama tried to raise me, but had too many babies
Papa was a motherfuckin, joke
Used to find dope in his coat
And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smoke
Daaamn, don't get me started
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Polishin pistols prepare for battle pass the pump
When I get to poppin niggaz is droppin then they done
Callin the coroner come collect the fuckin corpse
He got it by killer, preoccuppied with bein boss
Revenge is the method, whenever steppin keep a weapon close
Adversaries are overdosed over deadly notes
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Cause I hate to spend
My life, my life, my life, my life
Duckin one-time! (Lost Soul)
How it start, how it start
Started off with, runnin from copses duck and hide from helicopters
We open fire, who can stop us
Livin the life of trife juveniles, hopin for righteous
Gettin twenty-five to life, if the judge don't like us
In my clearest pictures, I see authorities itchin to get us
ATF state feds scandalous bitches
I wasn't promised to it, wasn't bitter or sweet
See if a, nigga don't hustle then the nigga don't eat
Only streets livin do or die circle complete
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I was born twenty-two years ago, yesterday
But see I saw no reason for me to celebrate, let me demonstrate
Entered the world from out a poisonous womb
Heroin bein consumed already predicitin my doom, soon
to be one of the many misguided
Always the first one on the block to be done tried it and liked it
Lost before I had a chance to find my way
Now I travel through life, not knowin the time of day
Crime for pay, I'm on my way, but don't know, where I'ma end up
I swear to God, it's just a setup
And these are the words from the mind of a Lost Soul (I'ma Lost Soul)
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Will I survive all the fights and darkness trouble sparks, and tell me if home is where the
heart is getting party, I shed tattoo tears and couldn't sleep good for multiple years,
witnessing kids catching gun shots and nobody cares see the politicians rant us,I'd rather see
us locked in change please explain why they cant stand us, is there a way for me to change,or am
I just a victim of things I didn't maintain,I need a place to rest my head with a little bit of
home boys that remain
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