Huh, I guess Im Dyeing, Yup you hear it here my last words, my last Plead just stand there and watch as I bleed, with a broken heart and f*cked up mind my soul's already gone, in line with my dad parking ain't worth dimes just pennys lies,fine's and sh*t I guess Im dyein! I went to your funeral had a talk with your dad, damn Im just glad he forgave for not trying my best for not giveing it my all to save your life, ya my life's a b***h I try to be her pimp, Im nothing but a limp d*ck P*ssy who can't even save a life, of my soon to be wife I guess I'm dyeing INSIDE!!! Well s**t I thought I met your twin she's like you just as cute blond hair blue eyes, f*ck I think she knows how to fly! but she's much diferent then you see she got me into what I don't like alchol,drugs,homies and thugs for awhile I was the man with the power bossin around N*ggas and packing 9's, I guess she diden't like that, ya not one bit she left me in the middle of the night we had a small fight, of course these things never go right I gave up, and said my last plight I KNOW SH*T NEVER EVER GO RIGHT I KNOW IM DYEING INSIDE!!
SO yes you know Im dyeing yup almost dead you know those homies I left? they wanted me dead They took there gats, spiked bats and red hats arrived at my home in the middle of the night, f*cking ready to fight I gave it my all Yea I gave my best, those n*ggas shoot like they from the wild wild west, mom was she's in a coma I ended up looking like swiss cheese, 19 holes the doctors filled at least 15 hours spent hovering over my corpse, all I remember was your cry's my bullsh*t lies masking my whereabouts at 5:00 in the night guess I'm done I seen you one last time you where sayin "Tarrow!Tarrow! You f*cker why don't you get up!? there just bullets!! GET UP!! You screamed at the top of your lungs as you held me in the midsummer rain, I couldent tell if you where crying your face was wet, I thought it was you turns out it was her she came back to check up me she seen my mom and me laying on the floor, bullets all over the floor, the door kicked down you called the feds had me put in the red cross for recovery I blame myself for all that had happened now im done finished my fun I'm back from the red course my momma's still there I pray everyday that okay, mow I wait, waiting for the devil to come take my soul your liveing with me keeping me home away from what you gave your alot like her now I know Im no longer dyein inside.
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