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Hold up let me hit my Hypnotic Record, aight you

I'd just like to take a minute to apologize to my
I wanna say I'm sorry for not havin' any songs about
Happiness or bein' in peace and shit that
See I can only display my personal feelings and

And so far I ain't felt what happiness like
Or experienced anything but times and heartache
So I for not makin' you dance
I for not havin' any sarcastical songs

You know good feelin' with 'em that put a smile on your face
I ain't had nothin' to offer accept for
So for that I'm I promise if I could sing another song, I would

I wish I could tell you my is good but it's not
I wish Missouri city runners were but they're hot
So many situations to with
I can't concentrate a homies and everyone is fake

How can I make it out the it won't let me go
Seems every time I do a good deed, good deeds never return to 'Ro
I gave up my last so somebody could a start
Then somebody got me behind bars

What a way to show ya love back, homie you a for life
For your crime I'm doin' time in the Penn
It's bad enough I lost a family, my luck live
Mama died when I was 6 and Daddy ain't have enough
To kick it with me I wanted him to kick it with me

Now that I'm incarcerated you wanna come and with me
But I ain't no grudges Daddy, I love you that's my word
though you had me sleepin' on a curb
I wish I had another

These are the days, are the days
We cherish them soon they'll be gone away
Soon they'll be gone away, on to another

Pretty soon be gone
Twenty sum odd years of God on this mobile phone
If it wasn't for my life style, I'd sing another

I wish that I was ridin' around in a
But maybe Z-Ro livin' just ain't meant to be
'Cause I'm the type of that'll give a bum a hundred dollars
I'd help out my people instead of poppin' my collar

I wish I could get a million copies sold
If I'm broke I'd die, I don't want no more poverty growing old
I wish that I was somebody else
'Cause I can't even pay even though my CD's won't stay on the shelf

and I'm strivin' and just barely survivin'
Bobbin' and weavin' my last time after time
And it seems that I won't get no rest, I'm exhausted
Tryna make it the price and pain is what the cost is

Maybe if I was I'd be rolling in bread
Until somebody with a pistol come and my head
But my mission is keepin'
I'm trying so hard even though my is scarred
Oh Lord, I wish I had song

These are the days, are the days
We cherish them because soon they'll be gone
Soon they'll be away, on to another place

Pretty I'll be gone
Twenty sum odd years of calling God on this phone
If it wasn't for my style, I'd sing another song

I that I could sing another song but my rhythm is too much pain
Sunshine is the level that I think I'm on, so me why it's so much rain?
Day to day, it's a struggle in my
To from trippin' I be stayin' in the trees

No committed, so tell me why I'm doin' time?
And won't nobody come and set a nigga
Sometimes at night I a cig and sit back
And why the whole world hate me

So much [Incomprehensible] I just gotta my wig back
Wishin' murder come on and take me
I wish I could sing another song

I'm of sleepin' in rivers of tears all night long
No in wonderin' why my people choose to do me wrong
Stuck in this reality until my life is and gone

These are the days, these are the
We cherish because soon they'll be gone away
they'll be gone away on to another place

Pretty soon I'll be
Twenty sum odd years of calling God on mobile phone
If it wasn't for my life style, I'd another song