Life is not much but closed doors
See I opened the wrong one and started to explore
Now im trying to make up for somthing dumb
But I think the smartest thing i did was take the bullets out the gun .
Me i wasn't raised a perfect son
Yea i made it got to much hate in my heart got people's minds feeling tainted
They told i wouldn't make So I had to look life in the eyes and face it
I been through more things you can think of just like my brother i was born a real one
Anthony Wayne Brown III
May 8, 2014
May 8, 2014 at 11:10 PM UTC
Life is not much but closed doors
See I opened the wrong one and started to explore
Now im trying to make up for somthing dumb
But I think the smartest thing i did was take the bullets out the gun .
Me i wasn't raised a perfect son
Yea i made it got to much hate in my heart got people's minds feeling tainted
They told i wouldn't make So I had to look life in the eyes and face it
I been through more things you can think of just like my brother i was born a real one
Anthony Wayne Brown III
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