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life an actuality the realism of my lifes prison is reality blinding me
breaking apart it?s the happy thoughts that I wish for they?ve been takin apart
how can life have a cold heart brain wash I got the scars that?s what I aim for
removing all hopes and dreams needle in a haystack robed it was my own block
figure me soft so it seems only reason I got dropped was cause I got shot
how many niggas you know is hard gambling cilo betting their fortune playing the cards
my life break down take down I been whipped as a young man times changed now
hustling the corner store up the building my friends died now up in the cloud
Lost soul forgotten yet the dreams is remembered like family being together
You could say whats clever however unlike a bird losing a feather family always sticks together
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