| I don’t need a will cause I’m not leavin nobody shit
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| It’s my suicide letter
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| At the end of this song I’m gonna blow my fuckin brains out
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| If you readin this, I’m probly dead by now
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| Probly ODed and put three in my head by now
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| I’m on the balcony alone, nobody here to stop me
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| I should film this and leave Banned From TV a copy
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| I’m sick of this world and everything that come wit it
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| Death, life, politics, religion, fuck all of it
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| Always feel the pain or I’m ignorin it
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| Could barely see the love but all we need more of it
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| Yeah right, like that’s gonna happen
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| They workin on the next nuclear weapon
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| Niggas still starvin, niggas still robbin
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| It’s no money that’s when you have mo' problems
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| I wanted a son but that was the past
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| Cause to tell the truth I don’t think this world gon' last
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| And I’m not a quitter nigga, I ain’t givin up
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| I’m just ready to move on son, I had enough
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| Live or die, it’s my life
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| I may, I might, it’s my time
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| ? |
| or shine, it’s my?
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| So say goodbye, it’s my life
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| I can’t recall anything fore the age of five
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| Far back as I could remember, had the lazy eye
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| All the shit I been through and I stayed alive
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| But today feel like a good day to die
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| Felt it before but it’s hard to say goodbye
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| Felt like I’m talkin to myself when I pray to the sky
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| Like they took my faith and created a lie
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| Don’t try to talk me out of it, I made up my mind
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| I’m a man, I meant no cry for help
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| So I’mma have to start the revolution by myself
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| I’m losin it, too much goin on in my head
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| Statistically speakin, I’m supposed to be dead
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| Made a crew of wild niggas goin to war for 'caine
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| Decorate the walls in ya building wit ya brain
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| Strugglin in the hood, I know too well
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| But why to get to heaven nigga gotta go through hell? |