Shit is too too crazy, listen Got bad luck, like I ran and fucked the voodoo lady...Stack somethin, lose somethin, somethin keep fuckin my plans up Movin in a hurry, thinkin time is slow...every other night I see demons Do somethin wild and I don't know the reasons Blame it on the air, so I say it's the seasons Tell my niggaz light the fuck up cause I'm fiendin Get it - it's somethin when the sadness turn into madness Got me doin shit, where I'm runnin from badges I can see my life in some flashes, they think that I'm clashes I pour more 'gnac in the glass kid...I go to sleep and my soul cry, nigga it's no lie Why you think I'm so high...It's like I'm needin the weed and needin to read Got to go against the odds just to even achieve It's like I'm tired of the hassle and all that... -Styles P
Every once in a while you hear a song that seems to express exactly how you feel when you can't.
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