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Blood Raw

I don't fake shit, I come blood raw
If you knew me then, then you know I'm just as before
No puffed out chest, that shit will get you kill
But you can tell by how I carry myself, I'm the real fucking deal

True I live by a code, live life while I live
Look death in the face and don't fucking give
Think of everyday,every breath as a punch in his fucking face
Laugh to your dam self as he battles to keep pace

What I did I consider the shit done
I don't have to look back at my life to see that all battles weren't won
But I consider myself a winner by coming out of it still alive
Everyone that truly knows me are amazed that I'm alive  

The near death brushes while facing life's struggles
I retain my ability to breath but my soul was smuggled
Although I live, breathe, and eat, I'm dead to the core
I was consumed early by life only to be regurgitated on the Acheron shores

Taught the real in hell, even as a new born
Each government project, each hood, were nothing but this rose's thorns
You said that you were raised in a suburb, haha that was just an illusion
The pains of existence are more than just a locational intrusion

Only the real will understand this, the fake can't relate
What monies are to be made, risking going upstate
You carefully calculate with intense, yes rigorous mathematic
If working this plan is worth ten years of motherfucking static

Static from the guards or the other inmates
Only motherfuckers that can do real math could ever relate
How long will it take them to build your fucking case
Should you give yourself a little extra, by making them give chase

Was it worth taking it to this point, hitting his ass with two in the face
Maybe he possessed to much or maybe he was the wrong fucking race
The time that you're facing is a time that stands still
The seasons never changes because there's always a fucking chill

So if you like controlling the remote and raiding the fridge late at night
Maybe you had better study up on the response of  fight or flight
You may get to see the kids grow up or hug your mate a little longer
To simply think that you're invincible, you couldn't be much wronger

Written by I_IS_ME
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