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Why?

You know o must be cursed or some ****

Because my whole life has been full of it

Haters,opinion makers,liars and manipulators

Is as if the devil picked me as his favorite

If its not my hair its my cloths

if its not my attitude its the pain i wont show

If it s not how i talk i be ****** it the way i walk

If its not my friends its the ones i want

Its as if you don't want me with a little misery but a bunch

Everyone says they want whats best for me

Then how come those words i dont see

Your family is supposed to have your back

its A shame how mines don't go with that

It used to be if u like it i love it

in my family if i like it they **** it

Haters that is all you are

You thought my future my past would scar

But u see i made best of the worst

So you mad and want to bring out my hurt

You know i laugh at you mother ******* yall is funny

My dark clouds is so **** sunny

And you suckers wanna give me rain

You must be crazy better yet insane

If you think the happiness i created yall will destroy

now you want me to bring the noise

I think i have come out real nice,tight ,and fly

And yall are hating.......... Why?

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Apr 15, 2010
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