(Dedicated to,aaah fuck it)
Fuck dis world um cursed from birth ma lifes sticky
like a rose da appearence is nice but get closer an its prickly
da salt in my eye is da reason i cry coz der no point
why has god gave me ma life,to rob and smoke joints
wen it comes2rhymes we only spit about drugs and crime
50cent portrays himself as da king of da nines
are lil kids finking guns are like sweets,its ok to blast
wen we kill and fight each other its da cops who have da last laugh
came2england da age of 8,it was like an un-watered seed
da consequence of it been taken to early-was da sudden need
not ready to be a man-thrown in da boat wen i couldn't swim
not intrested in going church-why did i have to sing da hym
god please show me why da termites eat holes into ma soul
nuffin stops da cancer from burning holes in ma noes
suffering the penetration of da needle into a balloon
dis is ma story-of salt in da wounds
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