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Christopher got hurt
Christopher got hurt why can't you have
help like you did ever body else
the only thing you bring is pain and hurt
glue on your money thoughts
you hurt like everybody else
you call yourself high for nothing that is yours
play your game somewhere else
play your thoughts away for me
thinking you are the great one
you hurt my son
you hurt my other son
you turn your war on me
and my kids you took again for me
with out asking
well your a big man with many decision
in life to make
ha that money must really bug you
help like you did ever body else
the only thing you bring is pain and hurt
glue on your money thoughts
you hurt like everybody else
you call yourself high for nothing that is yours
play your game somewhere else
play your thoughts away for me
thinking you are the great one
you hurt my son
you hurt my other son
you turn your war on me
and my kids you took again for me
with out asking
well your a big man with many decision
in life to make
ha that money must really bug you
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Christopher got hurt
Christopher got hurt
