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[Verse 1] I can`t take anymore I`m gettin` depressed And I feel this stress inside my chest Its gonna explode I gotta load of shit on my mind I`m tryin` to find The answers to the things I need to succeed or survive I`m tryin` to strive, but I wonder why Is it so rough, I gotta see defeat and times are tough And I don`t want him to see his daddy gettin` takin` away in hand coughs It`s all this stuff, these city kids they keep it real But not keepin` it real, is talkin` shit and packin` steel What`s the deal? That`s how you represent? not me I keep it real wit my family and I take responsibility But I can understand why niggaz buck Cuz it`s a fucked up world But what if your stray bullet ever hits a little girl I think about this shit as years go by like minutes I know it`s bad now, but it`s only the beginning Media tells me its better, but I see its gettin` worse I wanna ride around in limos, but I`m headin` for a hearse Suicide obeys my mind and sometimes I think it`s over I don`t trust no one so I`m on point just like a cobra Even if I know ya I don`t trust ya cuz I cant You give ya soul to people and they just take advantage
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[Verse 2] Negative vibes vibrate through my speaker See the way I rhyme I should be sayin` somethin` deeper My tape that gets possessed by evil demons actin` ill Teachin` kids how to rob, carry guns, sell drugs, and kill I real artist, kick soul from the heart Does art imitate life, or does my life imitate art If it`s a part of your life express it, but don`t glamorize This influence on young minds wanna do the shit I rhyme Now that I`ma parent its apparent I should recognize Negative affects that this has in my childs eyes I apologize to my family and pride And all the young teens I left emotionally scarred I can`t take no more of the guilt paranoia Never be a doctor, or a cop or not a lawyer The only thing I got in this world is makin` music I`d rather rap about abusive shit than go and do it But at the same time I write lines when I write these rhymes I`m a grown man and a father am I wastin` my time Should I just stop and maybe change my flow I don`t know, I`m at a crossroad I gotta choose where to go I am not the man I was when I started this shit Allota this shit, I see means the harder I spit But since then I got a son who looks up to me The image that I`m givin` man it kinda fucks with me Torn between a gimmick and respect from my seed Well there ain`t no competition I ain`t driven by greed So this is it, all the horror, the violence, the gore I leave it behind I can`t take it no more
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