Actions have reactions, don't be quick to judge
You may not know the hardships people don't speak of
Actions have reactions, don't be quick to judge
You may not know the hardships...
As time passes, mighty clashes amongst gladiators
I was abandoned by neighbors & left surrounded by hater players
Visions of death is what I rep, quite as kept
I acquired the desire to spend the rest of my days in eternal fire
Retired, Returned, nothing to earn, nothing to lose
Still playin the blues, just another day in these shoes
And as I keep layin these clues...
Who in the hell are all these ppl?
None of these niqqaz my equal, they evil, deceitful
Opportunistic, boarderline sadistic
Quicker than an instant leave'n negative imprints on infants
For instance.. incest on your princess
Incensed, enraged, from the cradle to the grave
A mental slave from bein' played from back in tha day
Goin' thru Full Circles, you dont come back the same
And it really leaves a niqqa vulnerable
What a fucckin shame
I used to shoulder the blame, and I still do, now for different reasons
My mind was misleadin', tellin me to conceed when..
When you know your bitc# is cheatin..
When you know your friends are stealin..
When you know haters are squealin
Dont catch feelins, visions of realness
Any real niqqa in da field can & will feel this...
Actions have reactions, don't be quick to judge
You may not know the hardships people don't speak of
Actions have reactions, don't be quick to judge
You may not know the hardships...
Actions have reactions, don't be quick to judge
You may not know the hardships people don't speak of
Actions have reactions, don't be quick to judge
You may not know the hardships...
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