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Apr 26, 2002
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i twist tha cap off tha hennessey, ready for whateva,
thru theze desperate timez, all my homiez sticc together,
never worry CUZZ thru my veins we all share tha same pain,
hustlin to make it, all my homiez gonna maintain.
schemin on plots, to my homiez on tha blocc,
all decisions we make, are dictatin how our time stops, the time clocc,
nobody cares, just empty stares thru tha glass,
of a blacc hearse, when the traffic pass.
i heard people fear what they don't know (don't know),
i'm mistified with death, so it's a place that i won't go.
portrayin my feelings, with my pen cuz my actions,
might lead me to hell, where my soul burns to ashes.
if indeed there's better days, then please show me,
it's really hard to have faith, i lost my homie,
and thru tha cuzz, sweat, and tears, nobody cares whenever we die,
so here's somethin homiez to remember me by---situations.

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