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LIFE OF CRIME

*I spent my whole life up to no good takin what I could I know nothing good is ever gonna come my way
Now I try picking up the pieces of a poor mans life and I don’t know how much more I can take

A long time ago left out in the cold a boy all alone about ten years old
With nothing more than common sense left to get by
Momma passed away and daddy’s just gone I guess this means that I’m on my own
I think that’s about the 1rst time I got high
Now I’m getting high on everything except life , life brings me down so I gotta get up right?
Even though I know I’ll only go so far before I’ll want to quit trying
Cause when you got nothing and can’t get anything & nothing is all you’ve ever been
You’ve got no choice but to turn to a life of crime
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I used to be an addict now I hustle to them fools tried to be a nice guy but nice guys loose
Spent a good bit of my life on the wrong side
Buying instead of selling always listening instead of telling either way through the eyes of the law I’m still a felon
So I might as well make a little change while I’m facing time
Facing time in a system for a crime with no victim old habits are hard to break should’ve kicked’m
Helping myself and my people to get by
Cause if I don’t it together shit’ll never get better so I do what I gotta do it doesn’t matter , whether
Or not it’s legal with out it id be better off dead
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Now I’m hustlin to get by hittin the trees getting all juiced up like that shit was fresh squeezed
What some may call a life of crime
What you call a crime I call makin a livin cause the best things in life you gotta take they’re not givin
I feel each day I’m running out of time
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