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Last Chance
I spit it on the spot, no rehearse/
put my feelings in a terse verse/
adverse feelings, yet so diverse/
this confusion I averse/ caught in a curse/
lately life changed for the worse/
my life I need to hurriedly reverse/
before them devils start to disperse/
yo, I need to coeerce/ a change/
before I derange/it's strange/
used to be close, now we estranged/
I took it on the chin/ felt dead/
live my life with sin/ and regret/
might forgive but never forget/
this a promise not a threat/
can’t count the tears I shed/
livin’ like I was already dead/
I see red/ want to crush your head/
with brothers I break bread/
yet pain and agony I spread/
to those/ I hold close/
my heart froze/
feel like fuck them hoes/
to trust you I chose/
you lead me by the nose/
slowly my spirit I decompose/
I am growing old/ my soul I sold/
my attitude is cold and bold/
my personality I try to remold/
don’t believe everything you told/
I play my cards, but never fold/
my rage I desperately withhold/
my words I always uphold/
the future was foretold/
put my feelings in a terse verse/
adverse feelings, yet so diverse/
this confusion I averse/ caught in a curse/
lately life changed for the worse/
my life I need to hurriedly reverse/
before them devils start to disperse/
yo, I need to coeerce/ a change/
before I derange/it's strange/
used to be close, now we estranged/
I took it on the chin/ felt dead/
live my life with sin/ and regret/
might forgive but never forget/
this a promise not a threat/
can’t count the tears I shed/
livin’ like I was already dead/
I see red/ want to crush your head/
with brothers I break bread/
yet pain and agony I spread/
to those/ I hold close/
my heart froze/
feel like fuck them hoes/
to trust you I chose/
you lead me by the nose/
slowly my spirit I decompose/
I am growing old/ my soul I sold/
my attitude is cold and bold/
my personality I try to remold/
don’t believe everything you told/
I play my cards, but never fold/
my rage I desperately withhold/
my words I always uphold/
the future was foretold/
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