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Ambition Az A Ridah
Imagine if he didn't die at twenty-five
Imagine if he survived and was still alive
This is year twenty-five of him being deceased
From Eastside to Westside, violence hasn't decreased
New lease on life hasn't entered the equation
Hearts of soldiers, not using brains to teach nations
Sublimation tees; pics displaying R.I.P.
From some living the life of a T.H.U.G.
He is now heartless and he's feeling no more pain
A head with no screws in it meant he felt insane
Fast lanes he surely traveled; lived fast and died young
Survived five shots then got popped by another's gun
Felt like a ton of bricks once I was hit with the news
Seven days later, I learned that his fight was through
I had no clue if it was true that he had died
His ambition az a ridah reached the dark side
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