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Johnny spent all his time hustling
Finally found himself in the lap of luxury
All the cash he had
Was so damn comforting
That somehow the clown
Had begun to think
That there was nothing he
Could do
That could bring him back to 
That struggle he,
Knew well
But not well enought to keep
It all from crumbling
He'd forgotton 
about all the stuff That he
Did
That  put him in that lovely seat,
To begin with 
All the stuff that he, 
Claimed he was above
He ended up underneath
Left wondering
What coulda been, 
To him it was almost like 
It was all just a dream
Overlook a subtleties
And go from a humungus tree, 
To Twisting Tumbleweeds
Now It'sall water under the bridge....
But not to the submarine

When Left to his devices
He got victomized
By his own vices,
Definitely wasn't living
What his best life is 
Put him in a crisis, Irony quite thick 
His main and his side chick said 
Sianara 
"I got better stuff to do 
Than chill with you"
The two dimes split 
Like 4 nickels, the ordeal,
Had forced him to, re-analyze his
Priorities And Re-Prioritize them
He had to admit, 
His life was all out of alignment
His mind drifted 
Constantly and took him for a ride that was difficult to exit
Stuck on the passenger side 
 Disappointed with, 
His compulsive Decision making 
Took way too many, 
Devastating blows and hits
Rolling with the punches....  
Someone must have broke their wrist 
He tried to hold his head High
during those tumultuous times 
But his thoughts were so heavy
It always sent his chin towards his chest
Now he's just, 
Trying to let the lesson sink in 
And hit the deep end, 
So the next time he's put to the test
He can pass it while he's sleeping 
& Rise From the Ashes
That he left as he slept 
Like a phoenix 
And stop doing things 
Without Rhyme or Reason

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