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I've seen more feed morphine to more fiends than you ever see guns out till my time runs out the day I stuck my head out my mothers womb, I was doomed, repeatin the Lord's prayer sittin in this courtroom, I'm cursed, havin dreams of leavin home in a hearse, wonderin when I close my eyes will it hurt.. real G's don't die? That's a lie, cuz I'm dyin inside, cryin inside, look at me sweatin and shakin, drive bys and quarter ki's? This aint what life oughtta be, my momma told me it was more to be, this isn't what I thought it'd be, God listen, it was him or me, sorry for the choices I chose, the bricks that I sold, I'm the concrete rose, accept me as I come into your presence...