They were living to strive, two stories with a main point
You niggas under cars you should be unemployed
Enough pain already to sleep with
Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live
You already know you're dead
But with only the pain in my head
Living in,my notebook's still filled with rhymes
Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines
The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages
Caused with pain and agony a tragedy mentally scarred covered with
They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain
Living life in the fast lane with a mad cane
Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again
But we jus maintain with faint thoughts of having better pain
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