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Through The Speakers So Much

There?s so much pain in my life Some days I don?t wanna try But you lift me up All the days where I said I had enough And I try so hard To grab your hand

ill She started actin' stupid simply would not quit Called us all punk pussies said we all weren't shit As we walked over to here hoe continued to speak So

grew my whole crew fell through Cops had us on the books as interstate crooks Murder robbery rape escape, the whole damn nine You robbed a nigga blind I had too much

should I begin this? I'm just so offended How am I even mentioned by all these fuckin' beginners? I'm so appalled, I might buy the mall Just to show niggas how much

't much but it beats poor things that I've been through Is all I can speak for I can only speak for the things that I've been through I can only speak

another version (version)! They're so much stumbling blocks right in-a our way: Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday; There's so much wanting, so much gaining, so much have done. Too much

' it up B2K crip walkin' like that's what's up Kay keep tellin' me to speak about da rucker Matter of fact, I don't wanna speak about da rucker Not even

is all so subliminal That's why I ones them every time I pass 'em Frontin' wit' young G, the Fox 5 Captain So which hoe wanna fuck wit' huns? So come

up on the scene like a brown crusader. Blowing up screens like Space Invaders. Too much damage for one to manage. Going 51:50 speaking Spanglish. Aste