try to pay for the past

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im trying to pay for the past for the mistakes that have regulated moving carefully that i wont make the same mistakes as of the future
im doing this with no holds bars the time is linited on the earth praise but wouldnt go to church my life is filled with pain that hurts
i am a victim of society so poverty is wat i really be have been from the past tense in the present being still alive is always a blessing first thought wit no second guessing
the message of truth of this young black heart have been toren apart at the start i was filled with all these hopes and dreams intil i grew up a screw up
not im blessed with limited thing ao solo im going to bring clothes dont matter no more of wat fashion names are passing old name brand
so i fell quicker then quick sand with my chest out trying to be the man or superman with a target covering my hold back
lack with toast of burnt skin so sin as another criminal rising out of the open share fair with one care about the will being of wat came to rise
teary cry look wat no one sees no one cries scary as your ememies flies with a dark cloud your head and your friends died so look at me
the black man with a blinded man can see the visions of unknown to dream seem like i got to speak my mind so i can leave this world behind in the shadows
the gun so big we can call it a rifle and worship false idols is the unliable of the man who is suisidle
stay by his side there no one where he can rely theres unknown where the varies lies so i got to leave because i tried to pay for the thing i did in the past