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Baptized

She's now been pushed past that point  
Her taste for life has moved way past a joint  
She likes that glass, action packed  
Turnt up with crystal meth, or give her that crack  
 
She's never been ugly, so there's work on her back  
Look at that fucking ass, that pussy knows how to fight back  
Strap up motherfucker, you had better not kiss or eat that  
The boys got her ass on tape, taking a train while eating a pussy cat  
 
Passed around the hood known as the good time chick  
Talking all in your ear, breath smelling like spent dick  
She's been running hard, not eating, ass starting to look flat  
The boys can't wait for her to catch six months and gain that back  
 
Laying up in that cell, no running the streets, eating a steady meal  
The ass comes back and the pussy regains the feel  
Hot like fucking lava, able to melt a piece of steel  
The boys back in the hood are waiting, those motherfuckers know the deal  
 
The best pussy is gonna be got when you first get out  
After a month back on the streets the only thing any good is your fucking mouth  
Running behind this shit she's no longer taking care of herself  
Sorry motherfuckers are now telling her that she's no longer top shelf  
 
While hitting that shit she think of a better time  
When a bitch ass like him couldn't have a second of her time  
She start swearing to herself with the same old lines  
"I can quit when ever I choose, I control my own mind  
 
These bastards are getting more disrespectful, committing more abusive acts  
It's gone beyond slapping her face with their dick, there's been abusive acts  
The fist and kicks, that shit can't be taken back  
Not to mention the bitches that raped her because they didn't want to pay for the cat  
 
Left lying in the gutter, raped and bloodied  
Rain pouring down so hard that her lungs were dam near flooded  
But what came up out of that down pour coughing and sputtering  
Was the angel that she always was, fucking diamond studded  
 
Body sore and bleeding from the beating and the rape  
But for whatever reason she no longer had that taste  
She returned home determined to clean up her life  
Right now today would you believe she is someone's mother and wife
I_IS_ME
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