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Jul 2016
You take for granted all that you got
Everything that I own I know what it cost
I take a mile and walk while you ******* pullin out phones so you hoes can talk
Your hands are still baby soft mine are hard as a rock im on to many drugs right now I can barely talk.

NOW!
not to say that I'm better or perfect in anyway I'm a loser that knows what it's like doin 4 days awake but at least i aint all hash tag snap chat she's **** hes a *** all ******* cuz you ******* didint get what you want
I never thought I
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I came into this world drunk an high so what does that mean about how ima die its ok tho im expectin to go only way to make me feel more is to keep up on wheat's real be never pay attention to a person who's spreading everything that they herds
dennis drain
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dennis drain  Bellevue idaho
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