Sick Thoughts

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Sick thoughts just travel through my membrane
 Take a toke of maryjane just to keep tain
 Don't push me cuz im close to the edge
 Got a nine millimeter and its screaming out death
 Seen a lot of blood shed in the night time
 Honestly, I aint in my right mind
 Ive been subjected through the streets all neglected
 And through the streets its how i got respected
 Ive been connected to all sorts of crime
 In the span of 25 years a short life time
 A gang of robberies
 A couple of kidnaps
 See me flossing these the foos have been jacked
 I been wanted for all types of shit
 Arrested at an early age what type of life is this
 I been shackled from my feet up and hand cuffed
 Can't use excuses cuz we always prove to have it rough
 Ive been shot at, stabbed, and shot back
 A couple of homies that could not be brought back
 And thats that, thats life
 A couple of older homies got 25 to life
 All over gun fights all in the sunlight
 They never made it out to see them summer nights
 Cuz we all brown and down and proud of how we live
 Still roll around the spots like I dont give a shit
 Knowing foos wanna split me
 But i keep a stap by my side so why not come and get me
 I still refuse to lose
 Walking around with a 12 guage 9 and a 22
 I dont trip of the bullshit
 Levas talk shit fuk em homie
 I got a full clip
 Id rather be caught with it then without it
 Id rather live in a cell than in the ground trick
 So I will not, cannot, and wont stop
 No matter what happens in life I wont flop
 Ive got kids to feed Ive got bills to play
 Until they take care of that fuck what they say
 As far as i know ive figured out survival
 And in any second i could be dead and not know
 So i stroll with my head in the clouds
 And tell em haters aint no taking me out
 

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01:44
Key
1
Tempo
94 BPM

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