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Seek u

I'm jus tryna seek what's tha truth 
glue it all together like loose shoes 
from a nigga with less than the otha 
tryna save my brothas but they 
don't want that capture so I'm left 
with lookin at my race in rapture 
what about when the man held you 
captive? ? Now u runnin in tha 
streets cappin, an slappin yo own 
nigga you grown an u know right 
frum wrong .. bet ya mama at home 
tryna stay strong psh I'm gone..

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