Tripple 777
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As i pray to the Lord,
my love in safely stored,
as i work around snakes,
waiting to speak on my mistakes,
i look to the sky and wonder,
if im capable on being struck my thunder,
10 years from now,
will i be in a multimillion dollar house,
or will i be a shadow of my family,
the unsuccessfullness in infamy,
hoping to make my ends meet,
so the next beginning will taste sweet,
if i had a daugter,
i would name her Karma,
cuz she will be a mirror of me,
yet a son would be an inferior of me,
perfection is uncommon to me,
yet so many have high expectancies,
thinkin that ill make them rich when,
im just hype thats be rumored among their friends,
i say **** the corporation that made me,
to them im just an arcade when i realized they played me,
i put currency in their banks,
and never got a mutherphukkin "thanks",
yet they stand and critisize,
and leave before i can reply,
i wish i could say **** the world,
cuz so much is wrong among the boys and grils,
we dont realize and respect,
those that bust their asses,
to product money in the masses,
breaking their backs to succeed,
and meeting their wants and needs,
and yet,
my biggest regret,
is the fact that i left,
after i learned all the right steps,
i went back to my roots,
and put on my Tim boots,
starting stomping thru the rain,
to re-establish my claims,
and so i became,
my own man again,
i learned a good lesson,
never doubt God's blessin,
for He will never do me wrong,
cuz my life plays out like a Beethoven song,
calm and smooth till the climax,
so calm ull wonder where my lines at,
and i still stand steay not giving a ****,
J.O.B. equals Jealousy Over Bucks...
my love in safely stored,
as i work around snakes,
waiting to speak on my mistakes,
i look to the sky and wonder,
if im capable on being struck my thunder,
10 years from now,
will i be in a multimillion dollar house,
or will i be a shadow of my family,
the unsuccessfullness in infamy,
hoping to make my ends meet,
so the next beginning will taste sweet,
if i had a daugter,
i would name her Karma,
cuz she will be a mirror of me,
yet a son would be an inferior of me,
perfection is uncommon to me,
yet so many have high expectancies,
thinkin that ill make them rich when,
im just hype thats be rumored among their friends,
i say **** the corporation that made me,
to them im just an arcade when i realized they played me,
i put currency in their banks,
and never got a mutherphukkin "thanks",
yet they stand and critisize,
and leave before i can reply,
i wish i could say **** the world,
cuz so much is wrong among the boys and grils,
we dont realize and respect,
those that bust their asses,
to product money in the masses,
breaking their backs to succeed,
and meeting their wants and needs,
and yet,
my biggest regret,
is the fact that i left,
after i learned all the right steps,
i went back to my roots,
and put on my Tim boots,
starting stomping thru the rain,
to re-establish my claims,
and so i became,
my own man again,
i learned a good lesson,
never doubt God's blessin,
for He will never do me wrong,
cuz my life plays out like a Beethoven song,
calm and smooth till the climax,
so calm ull wonder where my lines at,
and i still stand steay not giving a ****,
J.O.B. equals Jealousy Over Bucks...
