Lived it up, sucked it up But your all stuck now, Aren't you fucked now 48 years old with two kids you don't know 48 years old got nothing to show Mothers crying over children's graves How many mothers wish that you were dead Who the fuck are you? Your raw deal, yeah fuck who you are You're in your mother's car, your Pablo Escobar Should have packed up, got out of my town Didn't listen this is how it went down Reap what I sow, cause I told yah I told yah Your buggin out is it the crack that they sold yah Left for the border a minute to late And now your crying pushin guts with your cell mate Who the fuck are you Do all you can to surround me I'll still be pulling my weight Let all your hatred surround me And in the end it will lead to your fate And it goes(3x) Nowhere no how, see you when you get out I'll live on Won't forget about the rest of you About who you were and who the fuck you are Might be the hardest cats on your block But there are bigger blocks that will stop you at the top Your sad existence will bother me no more We're glad you're gone and through my actions we will all live on I will live on And I don't give two fucks about your reputation age And instigation will only get your habits Knocked right out the back of your skull
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