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| Loneblood obskyurd Rezerekshun A sad life Chorus: This is a story bout me and mah siblings always at a struggle whatever life brings we took in our grasp didnt have a little shit it was the only way to get up n grip. verse 1 Loneblood everyone at skoo got all the tyte gears n shirts while me and mah brutha sharin stuff it really hurts that we didn't make money like the rest of the kids comin into class dirty socks n shoes that didnt fit wearin the same cloths n shoes day in n day out thats why we turned to the streets to show em wat we about always stayed single cause aint no bitch like scrubs turnin our life around becomin g'z west side thugz I asked mah dad for money but he dont make enough couldn't even catch up wit late bills n buyin our stuff lookin ghetto like stray childs left all alone my fuckin mama all her solutions be drinkin at home my homies later all show me luv and they provided borrowin cloths from a homie just to have sum tight shit god neva aanswered my prayers most he always turned down what could I do when I needed to fit in a homies crowd face turned mean muggin after junior high schoo I stopped havin respect for all them fuckin rich foos they'd neva undastand they was born happy to the world they was born wit peace n luv their bitches had diamond pearls verse 2 Loneblood I can really see why some of mah home bois gone gangsta I mean they dont give a shit they all livin off their prayaz mama hatin mah tatts especially dads name on mah back she'd get her name their too if she was tryin like mah dad dear lord you gave me and mah siblings a bad numba born at the wrong time I was like born to hate n suffa watchin t.v on a half broke down couch cushions all ripped up theirs stain on the ground walls soaked wit mold and got these big ass cracks I always slept by the door layin on a flat matt Shedded tears for years when mah thoughts go to mah past especially the times me and mah brutha chasin cash mah dad losin his mind can't help but only imagine a better future for the 3 of his kids wit all his passion promises to disney world ever since we was only babies mah momma had anutha man who knew she was crazy sick of the same conflict between her and our fatha they neva got along now they wonder why we even bother to smoke weed n drink alcohol stayin on our feets to stand tall stealin stereos at night cuz our days was so hard |
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