it’s no doubt I’m a sinner getting’ tired of sinning/ my hearts on this paper my pen be writing my hand is crying/ no writers block my mind is on lock/ while you drop 50k to make Jesus face look good, I’m teaching the youth in my hood/ You play God you false idol misguiding the lost/ rap needs a Jesus not a fake calming he “yeezus” you need to cease all you illuminati need to be deceased/ demons in human flesh not a human being Satan’s tool selling your souls stupid fools/ don’t confuse Real Talk with hate being fake won’t get you across The Gates/ Judgment is not for me to pass on you judgment is still awaiting you/ I have my own Cross to bear with all my sins to share/ I’m addicted to snorting crystal meth yeah that’s my thing on and off again relationships that’s our thing the cravings hit so hard like I’m still a fiend/ to me it takes all my pain away clears up my cloudy days turns around and stabs me in the back in a major way/ coming down is such a pain I know the ups and down ain’t nothing changed its bound to kill me that fact remains the same the price I paid was causing my family shame/
Posted on: Wed, 10 Jul 2013 06:59:19 +0000
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