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Harsh Reality

Some say I talk so ignorant. naw, me im just too real for these hypocrites the truth will set you free and me, im filled wit dat addictiveness like 2nd hand smoke from cigarettes point fingers if you want cuz 4real you ain't gotta feel me and nevamind da law im innocent till proven guilty had a couple setbacks fresh off probation not guilty is he, live by da street code never talk to the D's. It's better to live on ya feet then die on ya knees, niggaz bleed just like us yeah I taught dat to my seed. So this here is Harsh Reality, dat any livin thing can become a homicidal casualty so question what do we fear 1st, this recession or being gun or knifed down by a deadly weapon the thing about the truth is you ain't gotta like it but you will respect it and me I am da truth I speak it, embrace it how bout you? Don't like my slang, hard to swallow what I done, where I came from? But this is it, this is what freedom taste like, what it feels like. So nevamind da hype of how im dis & dat, dat & dis cuz imma still spitt gutta like hallway piss

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