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I'm back to picture with a kodak, but the effort is often lacked, the addiction is crack, we can walk toward the white or black, under a hundred stacks, its the return of the mack, waiting to get burned wish he learned to wait his turn, yearning for the art of deception, we have a fasle conception, twisting our thumbing waiting for recesion crumbs, this isnt how a person supposed to live, then we cant study the art to forgive, how can we outlive
when we are poisoning ourselves, the lsast breath was never kept, slept on foes that twisted up there nose, im the diamond in the rough and enough is enough, im about pull your bluff, politicians are liars, the government have greed to leave there desires, im about to set this stage on fire, what do you admire, celebrities, to make you amenities, look at me, please, ive sneeze on the words i have written, my actions prove those that ive paid attention, the success is what im blessed not to test
the cause and the effect, these are the thoughts that most of us regreted, neglected by the failers and the noise of the voice, the wrong decision is still someone choice, how can you rejoice, when hell dont have no fury, im looking into the like telling the lord to cure me, a man that is obsured to be mature, trying to secure and become an entrepreneur, but the heart isnt pure, loving that never come from a glove, nothing from a gift from above
hard out here for the cause of the problems of fears, blood sweat tears, no matter what it appears
