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Contributed by bluebird on Friday, 28th January 2005 @ 01:37:27 AM in AEST
Topic: DreamsandWishes

man i been in & outta trouble all thru my adolesence
bad attitude, no daddy present
stepdaddy, well im not allowed to see him
fake pretend like i love him cuz i know my mama need him
i hear my mama yellin homework
i say aight,but look i got my own work
14 then,thought i knew everything
hard-headed didnt listen 2 anything
had sex alot then watched my belly raise
my boyfriend had the same thoughts felt the same ways
said "why i need school cuz if im not rappin baby i guess ill be trappin baby"
i promised my mother id make it cuz im damn good
get us out this life & out these can goods
finally i realized my man aint no s**t
now hes in a place where freedom he aint gona get
still tryin 2 find the road to wealth some of the things i did, still aint forgave myself
nobody ever asked me what i felt
so i never knew how 2 explain myself
16 got a baby & i interact with phenes
schools callin cuz i aint been there
i tell'em **** em pay attention those who care
deep inside my mind i knew i needed 2 be there
knowin all this dramas gonna get me caught, gonna get my babys daddy shot, all i thought about was makin money out by the dolla movies parkin lot
i guess i aint an ex-nothin cuz ill probally never leave
sometimes my eyes wont close 4 some reason
most a the time i wish i would neva wake up from sleepin
heart broken cuz my mans creepin
i think its iight though cuz im also cheatin
take a breath 'n i see my tattered out torn dream beaten
i guess the path'll neva change
since the game'll probally stay the same
im not gonnna loose my money
sometimes i just wish i was ona those kids wit straight A's gettin called Lame

Copyright © bluebird ... [ 2005-01-28 01:37:27]
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