Donnie Darko - Life download mp3

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Darko
It’s just mah life
Only mah life
Come take a walk with me
Sometimes you gotta lose to win
It’s hard to keep faith
'Cause everyday I sin
You ain’t ever seen the struggles I’ve seen
And I ain’t braggin' on it
Pissy hallways, crack pipes with vomit on it
I’m in hood, nigga
Far from a hood nigga
I guess the hood nigga
Say: 'He doin' good, nigga'
NSD 'till I die
The team made me
Almost died twice
Had surgery as a baby
Moms up all night
Paps out fuckin'
She played both parent
What the hell of a woman
Told them she would leave
That thought he was lovin'
Packed up
Move us out to the country
And said fuck 'em
But that’s another story
Different story
Different shit, different day
Wake up, take a piss
And begin to pray
Look outside
See the murderers and the crackheads
Stick up kids like pencils
The way the pack lead
Ya screamin' rap dead
Ya ain’t heard of real nigga
Suicidal thoughts, vodka bottle and some pills, nigga
Might smile but the inside covered up
Never show emotion
I just keep that shit bottled up
And these bitches I never trust
They just down to fuck
I just see 'em for what they are
That’s a fuckin' nut
Real talk
I’ve seen mah man on the choke line
Lights off, no heat
Livin' through the hard times
Had a gun to my head
And said: 'Fuck it'
But couldn’t pull the trigger
I knew my haters would love it
Had an opportunity of gang bangin' and thuggin'
I couldn’t went blood or crip
Thought is was nothing
No disrespect
You get the money
Than you get the power
Or you might get attacked
We fightin' for hours
Illuminati of freemason
I never care
'Cause I my own fuckin' man
Let me make it clear
And these haters I never fear
There’s afterlife
When you broke
You gotta learn how sacrifice
I never smile much
Tired of actin' nice
I’m gettin' high everyday
Like the gas price
I’m not a rolemodel
This ain’t for young ears
I' mma revolutionary for my young peers
It’s Nat Turner in this life scheme, nigga
Huey Newton in a flesh
Marcus Garvey at his best
I don’t care 'bout the rest
I ain’t measure the success
I' mma a coldhearted bastard
The ice is in my chest
All I got is my pen and my pad
That’s why I stressed
Said it three thousand times
'Till I ran out of breath
Ain’t a 'Loser' or 'One Big Mess'
That’s another story
How I came from north
Trynna make the glory
I never turn on a radio
Man, this shit bore me
I’m just a real nigga
Livin' in the world of phonies
Homie