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if I'm gone..
mama wanted to guide me
but she couldn't bind me
coz I was busy walking in that path blindly
but now if u hear this mama pls confide me
lord gave me chances but i took it all lightly
I sold my soul to the devil, now he has his arms around me rightly.
I hear a whisper in my ear,
I don't know if its good or evil , but yeah its real
gives me a strange feeling that today I'm gonna die.
do whatever u want mama but don't u dare cry.
stare at my guitar think that I'm still alive,
think that I'm playing if I'm gone,
pull the books out from my drawer , read my lyrics out.
I'd not live again
if u won't pretend
that I'm alive doing my thing
my rhymes are just wasted pen.
if u wont let em breathe
then I'll be dead for real.
but she couldn't bind me
coz I was busy walking in that path blindly
but now if u hear this mama pls confide me
lord gave me chances but i took it all lightly
I sold my soul to the devil, now he has his arms around me rightly.
I hear a whisper in my ear,
I don't know if its good or evil , but yeah its real
gives me a strange feeling that today I'm gonna die.
do whatever u want mama but don't u dare cry.
stare at my guitar think that I'm still alive,
think that I'm playing if I'm gone,
pull the books out from my drawer , read my lyrics out.
I'd not live again
if u won't pretend
that I'm alive doing my thing
my rhymes are just wasted pen.
if u wont let em breathe
then I'll be dead for real.
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