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[Verse 1]I can't take anymore I'm gettin' depressedAnd I feel this stress inside my chestIts gonna explode I gotta load of shit on my mind I'm tryin' to findThe answers to the things I need to succeed or surviveI'm tryin' to strive, but I wonder whyIs it so rough, I gotta see defeat and times are toughAnd I don't want him to see his daddy gettin' takin' away in hand coughsIt's all this stuff, these city kids they keep it realBut not keepin' it real, is talkin' shit and packin' steelWhat's the deal? That's how you represent? not meI keep it real wit my family and I take responsibilityBut I can understand why niggaz buckCuz it's a fucked up worldBut what if your stray bullet ever hits a little girlI think about this shit as years go by like minutesI know it's bad now, but it's only the beginningMedia tells me its better, but I see its gettin' worseI wanna ride around in limos, but I'm headin' for a hearseSuicide obeys my mind and sometimes I think it's overI don't trust no one so I'm on point just like a cobraEven if I know ya I don't trust ya cuz I cantYou give ya soul to people and they just take advantageChorus[Verse 2]Negative vibes vibrate through my speakerSee the way I rhyme I should be sayin' somethin' deeperMy tape that gets possessed by evil demons actin' illTeachin' kids how to rob, carry guns, sell drugs, and killI real artist, kick soul from the heartDoes art imitate life, or does my life imitate artIf it's a part of your life express it, but don't glamorizeThis influence on young minds wanna do the shit I rhymeNow that I'ma parent its apparent I should recognizeNegative affects that this has in my childs eyesI apologize to my family and prideAnd all the young teens I left emotionally scarredI can't take no more of the guilt paranoiaNever be a doctor, or a cop or not a lawyerThe only thing I got in this world is makin' musicI'd rather rap about abusive shit than go and do itBut at the same time I write lines when I write these rhymesI'm a grown man and a father am I wastin' my timeShould I just stop and maybe change my flowI don't know, I'm at a crossroad I gotta choose where to goI am not the man I was when I started this shitAllota this shit, I see means the harder I spitBut since then I got a son who looks up to meThe image that I'm givin' man it kinda fucks with meTorn between a gimmick and respect from my seedWell there ain't no competition I ain't driven by greedSo this is it, all the horror, the violence, the goreI leave it behind I can't take it no more[Chorus]

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