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life 1 min read 554 views Apr 13, 2017

When It Unfolds

By Street Cries

I don't know man this situation that iam facing unproductive things that iam chaseing

But with faith I go through life tribulations

Trying to figure out the mistakes that iam making

Tired of working a occupation for which I have no passion or no patience

My spirit telling me time for something else

For sometime this is the way I have felt

A long time felt I really deserve wealth

Always been a quite dude move with stealth

Kept my dream to self educated myself only books to help

Elelivate each step top shelf to da rim crim dela crim

No debate word play as sweet as wedding cake

Projecting visuals so masses can relate I repent like jews throwing ashes on the face

When ever I break the rules the Father put in place

Thankful for grace as I walk outside of my space

Cant stay if I want more than base pay

Cup filled more then halfway

Believe in myself and walk the pathway to success never rest like what's next Peace

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