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Jun 2012
As time flies
I can see in my mind's eye
that my fate cant be changed.
Oh how I wish I could rewind time
but I don't have regrets.
I don't believe the hype,
I believe whats right.
If you want to know the meaning of right
I guess you have to find the meaning of left,
that being said,
if you want to know the meaning to life
I guess you have to find the meaning to death.

I was raised by a girl so my views are subjected
but the world made me rude and objective
as a kid I never knew this was hectic
nobody taught me how to be an adult
I got ******* in the lesson
always hesitation
if i wanted to make move, i second guessed it
why? I don't really know
I'm just a kid
making myself look like a fool as I grow

who would've known
that my fate would be decided by God?
Or am I strong enough
to defy the odds?


It seems like there's so much pressure,
everyone says I have none.
Them saying I have no pressure
is the actual reason that I have some.
And its like i don't have a **** tongue
i cant talk for myself
because my mom is proud of her last son
I know i get it but
don't ever shove words in my mouth
before i can spit it up.
Give it up
you know you'll never break me
they already broke the mold when they made me.
Unique aura ever since i was a baby,
still a unique sense of humor
but you cant shape me.
No, you cant shake me,
its not that black and white.
I haven't even lived half my life
the devil came to me
and said i have one chance
so i took a roll
then smashed the dice.

who would've known
that my fate would be decided by God?
Or am I strong enough
to defy the odds?
The Exception
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The Exception
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   Irving MacPherson
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