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WARNING TO THE SENSITIVE ONE WHO READS WHAT IS WRITTEN HERE!!!

Tears

Tears in tha rain form tha pain

Depression they wanna call

But I know what I haul

My kind they scream disgrace

About tha race

My Color? What tha fuck about?

Choose a side where you from?

OK must be dumb

Fuck that!

Born and raised in righteous ways

Demon hold stabbin tha soul

Leave me tha fuck alone

Your tone? Why so negative?

Selfish ways got tha best of me

Why you care as you stare?

You do tha same, but call it a different name

You don't belong go on home

Yeah you right see my might

This shit is tight

Follow me if you wish

But what I dish you cannot fish

Your color?

No set ways

Where do you stand?

Your kind we simply sift

Right tha reason for tha drift

Inside my head looking for some fame

Wanna keep a good name

Strange it is

In a world full of hate

A lost mate

How can I date?

When bitches roam tha land

Gold diggin through tha sand

Tryin ta fit in where they can't get in

Shame about tha game of lust

All that walks is tha dust

Well who you like?

What are you for?

Strange hoes flooded chapter one

Not as fun

Chapter two could be you

I am not fooled by ya ways

Looking for some luxury witcha heartless gaze

Fuckin witchu?

I think I'm gonna pass

I think I'll save myself for some otha ass

Nah! I Take it back

Fuck it! What tha hell? Make it quick

Tongue kissin suckin dick

Damn baby blow my mine

Nutz bust

What a hoe

Gotta go

See ya later

Out tha door

The mood doesn't change

Feel tha same

Bust a nut

Return to pain

All for fame

What a shame

Tears through tha silence

When I think about tha violence

So here it is

Money, sex, drugs, pleasure, pain

All ingredients of tha game

One Motha Fucka fell out

By bloody snout

Sniffed his last breathe

In ecstasy

Til his death

Millions of dollars tha way

Snow made his day

A penthouse all alone

With his chrome

To his dome

As tha reapa came

Made a pain

Now detested

Soul unrested

I see ya looking in tha mirror checking and feeling

U feel fine

Many hoe pass

Except that one with tha heart shaped ass

Raw was the way to go

Last U checked she stopped her flow

Tested previous

Negative U know

Pleasure overcame tha thought

When U bust in her twat

No pregnancies here, but something else lingers

What if? Nah to healthy to be something wrong

Cough!

Time pass never sure

Feeling great on ya date

Sickness returned and woke a germ

Beyond recovery never learned

Hey! Mista big man

Rulin tha land

Money, cash, hoes quite tha fan

On top bout ta pop

Can't Stop! Drop!

Market crash hitcha ass

Misery, can you last?

No cash

Hoes gone

All alone

On tha phone

911 Life is over, click

Tha historical shadow standin by

Why you cry

Whisper softly

Watch your ass die

All these fears through tha years surface through

When I look at you

Your face so cold

With hate so bold

Music is your industry

The way to distribute your misery

To unknowing ears

The reason for the tears

What I see I can unfold

What lies below

Your ways wide open

85 squared years

Hopin for some time

Know, I see your tears

Time running short

Like tha coke from a last snort

Deep are tha thoughts about your ways

All I dream

How ta expose

To tha withered rose

Created by tha the One who knows

But tainted by the lies towed

Into existence by the serpent slight

Now

Ya years spent

My tears sent

No longer will U know

The money, sex, drugs, pleasure, pain

All this spoken through tha rain

Tears


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