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My Life's Rap
I’ve been roaming this world
Tryna figure my things out
I look back and see what’s happening now
It’s all gone wrong
I’m going crazy
The whole world can just go and fuck itself
I only got four friends
What the hell is wrong with me?
I’m looking for love in all the wrong places
Same situations just different faces
I’ve gone three days no sleep
Could’ve gone a week
But I just got tired of it
This is my life’s rap
It’s just a fact
That when I’m dead and gone
I won’t mean crap
I try my hardest just to be what you wanted
But things will never change…
Instead of taking a test
I took two to da chest
After my mom left and my dad got sick
My heart turned so cold
Can anyone help me out
Can you make me stronger now
Cause
I can’t make it on my own
I need a treason to be alive
A reason to be here
Cause I’ve been beaten and bruised
So many god damn times
I don’t know how much longer I can stay here
Before the lights go out
(two gun shots)
This is my life’s rap
It’s just a fact
That when I’m dead and gone
I won’t mean crap
I try my hardest just to be what you wanted
But things will never change…
Tryna figure my things out
I look back and see what’s happening now
It’s all gone wrong
I’m going crazy
The whole world can just go and fuck itself
I only got four friends
What the hell is wrong with me?
I’m looking for love in all the wrong places
Same situations just different faces
I’ve gone three days no sleep
Could’ve gone a week
But I just got tired of it
This is my life’s rap
It’s just a fact
That when I’m dead and gone
I won’t mean crap
I try my hardest just to be what you wanted
But things will never change…
Instead of taking a test
I took two to da chest
After my mom left and my dad got sick
My heart turned so cold
Can anyone help me out
Can you make me stronger now
Cause
I can’t make it on my own
I need a treason to be alive
A reason to be here
Cause I’ve been beaten and bruised
So many god damn times
I don’t know how much longer I can stay here
Before the lights go out
(two gun shots)
This is my life’s rap
It’s just a fact
That when I’m dead and gone
I won’t mean crap
I try my hardest just to be what you wanted
But things will never change…
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