That wasn't bullets, that was copies of bastard, you bitch
Knowledge of the lies untold i encourage
Come equipped for warfare, digest the pain,
Can't control the box, you are no mills lane
Feeling lucky let me touch your spot
All the pain may never stop
You will consequently feel the pain
Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again
The untold legend living within the reverend
Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and
Trying to get back to this thing called love
I see the pain and loneliness
He was just another kid down the drain, drowning the pain in cocaine.
To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game
So behold these are the bitter truths of life that will forever remain untold
Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most
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