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I'm really starting lose love for this ***** undercover Its ****** up that I gotta say that about my little brother But every since this boy gotten older it's more drama He care about a girl way more than his own momma And plus this ***** rolling with ****** who be banging I even tried to talk to this ***** about choices he making All this ***** said its my life and my choice This ***** be acting so tuff He just a bluff Can't even **** with him I d beat him if I could But I keep own keeping it good LORD I'm really tryna hold a lot of anger its getting harder Cause the things this boy been doing ain't bringing this family farther Maybe it would be better if he started living with our father A Bad Big brother is how this boy rates me What's the since of shedding a tear Towards a brother that prolly hates me He say them ****** out in dem streets his real fam At first I felt bad now ion really give a **** He da type ***** that want everything handed to him And when he can't get what he wants he'd steal But I ll give him a bit credit if I see him tryna change But if it doesn't work It is what it is I'm done talking about this *****
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Jul 28, 2014
Jul 28, 2014 at 3:06 PM UTC
LOST CAUSES PT. 2
I'm really starting lose love for this ***** undercover Its ****** up that I gotta say that about my little brother But every since this boy gotten older it's more drama He care about a girl way more than his own momma And plus this ***** rolling with ****** who be banging I even tried to talk to this ***** about choices he making All this ***** said its my life and my choice This ***** be acting so tuff He just a bluff Can't even **** with him I d beat him if I could But I keep own keeping it good LORD I'm really tryna hold a lot of anger its getting harder Cause the things this boy been doing ain't bringing this family farther Maybe it would be better if he started living with our father A Bad Big brother is how this boy rates me What's the since of shedding a tear Towards a brother that prolly hates me He say them ****** out in dem streets his real fam At first I felt bad now ion really give a **** He da type ***** that want everything handed to him And when he can't get what he wants he'd steal But I ll give him a bit credit if I see him tryna change But if it doesn't work It is what it is I'm done talking about this *****
younggentleman17
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Jul 28, 2014
Jul 28, 2014 at 3:06 PM UTC
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