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by meghan Aug 6, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Yes. this is lame. kthanksbye. i grew up on the streets rappin; tryin to make a beat didnt have a home and now my teeth are chrome i made it on my own didnt even have a phone. i couldnt have any fun i had to worry about the guns and mamma would work everyday wishin the pain would go away Dad was neva home he was worse than Al Capone. But now i\'m living strong and i get to write this song and i got 3 kids and a wife and all this time i\'ve held my strife the point of this story is you gotta make a dent you gotta be like me the one the only 50 cent [=