Trying To get out

May 17, 2011
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My heart
Is aching
Maybe because it’s taking by the
I wish I never got into
Selling drugs, being mugged
when I stand on the
Corner at night
To slang a rock, get a quick buck so I can provide
For the needs I have at home to give moms
Some money so she can fix us a
Hot plate
Hate is what I will seek if I get out the game
Bring me pain to the family and the rest of everything
I wake up in the middle of the night sweating out my tears that I can not let
Fall down my face
I sweat the pain out cause I want to
This life and this narcotic love
So the only thing will be loved of me is my funeral.

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