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Sat 8 Jan, 2005 05:55 pm
in my mind im an artist
but at heart im a soldier
so by the time my lifes over
hopefully i gain some closure
or get some exposure
just so i know people love me
even though it aint real
i know they just want somethin from me
this man wasnt raised as a dummy
to me aint sh!t funny
lifes a b!tch and then you die
might as well get some money
and while im here fuk fear
cuz all it does is hold you back
while im holdin the mack
theres nothin standin between me and a stack
Good poem liked the style, sad as well.