left alone
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Simple
Precious
Renstated: Dedicated to the war inside me
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Precious
I grew up in the gutta wit less
But still I remained precious
Even though I traveled thru the justice system
I still managed 2 protect my essence
4 wit out that I'm merly a man
a waste of a human life form
thru my ups N downs I strive thru everything
N still made it thru the storm
Cauz even though I grew up on the street
2 me the game is still very intricate
2 many unlawful decisions
I 'm gonna end up a statistic
That's not the way I want my demise remembered
I wanna leave peacefully of this earth
As pure as my earlier days
As precious as my birth.
Mike
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