there's two sides on how I ride, millisioses susspissious, yet
conspickuous, the kind of us to put your head in the dust, the kind
to play a H, to boom boom with bass, to get aced in the shower while
rippin up the place, while spitting two faced, to give you a taste,
while tobes bare mased, that's how my dad got tazed prob gazed not
fazed caged, next page, maybe I've become a man, maybe I understand,
to kill a man, to expand a man, to plan before hand, to understand
these actions you must go hand and hand by gods hand, to play your
hand even when nobody understands yours bleeding hands, and
Sunday, January 10, 2010
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Growing Pains

Album art off Growing Pains
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