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The Struggle Sweet Decepion

They see the trouble that we cause ,they didn't see the struggle and they flaws ,how can u take something that isn't urz,respected amongst the community head held up high proud to the core ,u inhaled the good **** exhaled the bullshit who ever knew u would do this n steal **** ,some say its a curse it will never stop till a g drop in the hurse stealing out ur mamaz purse looking for a feed in need for the seed of misery growing inside u consuming and distroying ur legacy ,disowned from the family living in the outers tell me is this the life u chased after do u feel happy to see ppl tawk about u like u aint worth a dime rem once upon a time no1 crossed ur line but now u say fine coz u lost the shine u gota beat this drug rem 721 wen u were a thug get ride of that tummy bug and give rehab a hug u will be happy later instead of dying in misery sooner or later

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