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Created: 07/06 2006
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Category: Lyric

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real life

real life

i wish there was a way he could play off the cards thats dealt
cause theres hatred revolving around me and heartache is all thats felt
he went from taggin along, to sellin them bricks himself
but it wasnt long before jackers had him preachin and screamin help
tell me whatever it is you think you would go and do
when the pistol aint aimed at him and your daughters peepin' at you?
is you gon fight and keep it true?
or is you gon live a lie, in one hand there stands your rep and in the other hand stands her life
he keep thinkin about his money, the jacker thinks sumthins funny
hes waitin for the oppurtunity to discontinue the thumping
cause your heart, is really pumping your urging to get a fix
aint this a bitch you had your nine stashed now you wishin you had it clinched
minutes already passed, the jackers playin it cool
then right out the blue a bullet comes flyin right out at you
and the last sound he heard wasnt even the bullet flyin
it was the sound of his little girl standin above cryin
damn...
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