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Thug's Letter
- Verse 1
- Dear whoever may be reading this, this a letter from a lyricist
- A kid who wished for Saint Nicholas turned to a bitch tearing ligaments
- You see I'm spiritless, hugging the block don't mind family
- Escaping agony, a patient in a mindless catastrophe
- But fuck that, this a message for the world before I go out in the cold
- Just trying to make sure that my story is properly told
- For the few people by my graveside, through this train ride
- The people who were here and made this life a rare sight
- I was out of proportion, sightseeing my life in distortion
- Taking caution, scared of responsibility to the point of abortion
- Plan B, something I never had from the day of birth
- Now look at this message myself, what the fuck am I worth?
- A fucking disaster, pushing paraphernalia making heartbeat faster
- Brain in a stampede, thought deplete in a scatter, a silver platter
- Something I wished for, life was something I was unequipped for
- Look at me now, dilemma of fucking a rich whore
- Just to get some money, see fuckers try finding a easy path
- This letter is an aftermath of a thug who was a sociopath
- Now I'm writing this letter, debating on the truth of what is better
- Robbing a safe with gun pointed at the teller, or being poor forever
- I was tired of crack spots, wanted my life like a jackpot
- A grand casino with no chances of ever being no bankrupt
- Family was first, no matter how much the situation was worse
- Making eyelids burst clenching teeth with this thirst
- My life was cursed, see the world is extreme for the need of this green
- Money decides if you're dirty or clean, the world is obscene
- If you look at me and you, for people there's only one thing in between
- They're keen to see who has the money they never seen
- Absurd, but who am I to debate the whole world
- I burned down my life and now look what I earned
- Nothing, this is the end of all the discussions
- I danced with the devil and experienced all the reaper repercussions
- This is why I grabbed the pen, to write this shit for your eyes
- To unmask my identity trapped in this filthy disguise
- Be foolish or wise, in this world that's all that matters
- From a thug to a dad has the same exact patterns
- So when my life passes, and my body is put into the casket
- When my body is ashes and I buried my hatchet
- Pass this message, to my family if there is any left
- If they even want to know about who I am, not the worst parts but the best
- Despite my choices, I'm blessed with my family and my friends
- Even enemies who made me better with the shit by my expense
- Not to defend, just want you people to comprehend
- Any 2 strings can tie a knot and any stupid beef can just end
- This message should trap my unmasked feelings forever
- Figure this out when you feel clever, this is a thug's letter
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