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The Way It Is

The media wanted to me be everything but this a lyrical spitter or how they address you as someone who's artisitic a "Poet" but am I posing or am I the real deal today could be my last meal so it's similar to the last supper so everytime I eat I say a prayer for all my lost sista's & brothers or the dead beat fathers, single mothers and for the men & women that got H.I.V. for deciding this time not to use a rubber this is life this is the way it is where kids grow up before they want to and niggas gotta rob for food not cause they want but because they have to this is the world as I see it he 1st believed in me so I believe in him because he continues to be with me even though I'm still living in sin and I can't pretend like I don't know who he is the savior has risen I'm living proof that Jesus Christ lives and this right here is real life where niggas got wives but still be hooking up wit crossing dressing niggas and females is doing life cause they killed a nigga where these lil niggas nowadays got itchy trigga fingers and females blame niggas why they so bi curious this is the world as I see it just another lost child up for adoption misery loves company but I don't say a word I just watch & pray as this world crumbles peice by peice I eagerly wait for my day of eternal sleep

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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