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Ballad of me

I'm going to drop the mic
recite shit I love and hate about this life when money's good drugs are hard drugs come first when I'm not in charge no more money I'm boosting cards shoplifting, not sifting through the BS everyone knows what comes next
case catching like the common cold everything comes crashing tenfold
Guts churning in the courtroom
waiting your impending doom recognizance fuch yeah
 I'm going to bounce back
 drugs are wack
I'm just going to sell this time
 it will be different cuz it's not my dime doesn't take much of this time
won't catch a habit in 3 days, no way vicious cycle today
 drugs are not for me
can't sell bananas when you're a Fucking monkey
Written by A1T2J3
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Author's Note
Just trying to make fun of my addiction and how it always seems to go for me
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