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My life is above heights
a beautifuly unusually orchestrated musical
Created from muffled yells and outrageous pain
You want that work?
Perks of the projects
teach kids to be rejects
socially awkward side steps
Take a breath!
They take more than what's needed
then tell you to make it work
more or less
I baked bread from them crumbs
Made homes out them slumbs
Taught man how to make fire
You called them bums
We ate well enough
Circled the block with a hard walk
Speaking in code like ewalks searching for that first mill
I didn't like life's card
Momma always told me
I didn't like to deal
Got tired of eating corn flakes
Sh!t ain't great
It's chilly outside
For that bowl I'm a cereal killer
Thinking nothing but mozzarella
we ain't strung too tight
Can't hang on the block
them old dudes tripping
Some body got the bizz quick lipping
Pistol had his words tongue tied
Guess he wasn't laced up
Old school NASCAR jackets
Event our cops race us(racist)
I mean they racing to help us out!
Out of that car and behind them bars
So you see em out
12 years out taking his first shot
His daddy did 12 facing 20 and his momma doing rock
Used to do his uncle
the one that got her hooked and had the two tone glock
Talking bout bedrock
He left a little bread
But enough to get jam
He hated that too
all he ever thought was if he fot that yistle...
BAM! BAM!
BAM! BAM!
End up just like his daddy
12 years a man!
