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Too Late, Now Never

Selling drugs, 
Trying to make a living, 
Behind bars, 
For someone elses using, 
Husseling and flowing, 
Trying to stay alive, 
The back up in bars, 
But soon they will be left behind, 
Beating the streets again, 
Trying to stay alive, 
The back up in bars, 
But soon they will be left behind, 
Beating the streets again, 
Trying to be a new you, 
Thinking of the old dream, 
Going back to the same roots, 
A deal going down, 
Something else goes wrong, 
This time false conviction, 
Cause your boy chose to hand it his way, 
Once again 2nd offense behind bars, 
Your old roots were calling your name, 
You chose once again, 
not to change, 
Mercy held on you, 
Because wrong place wrong time, 
Thank the man above, 
For another try, 
Instead of realizing you have an out, 
Going back to it, 
Is easier then trying to break out, 
A big deal to make you millions, 
Once in a lifetime offer, 
So you hit it up, 
Not knowing all info and stuff, 
This deal goes south, 
No behind bars for you, 
Three strikes and your out, 
A bullet to your temple, 
This was the lat resort, 
You had your chance, 
Make amends and break free, 
Handle your life better, 
Be smart at what you do, 
Again had your chances, 
A little to late now, 
Because now your through....

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