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[Atone]

(Verse)
Sittin here thinkin, plottin,
thoughts just sink in, jottin
these words to the notepad, i don't wanna be forgotten
no time to hold back, no time for stoppin
dear mom you can go to hell, but that's it
my last words to her, that fat bitch
time for me to get back to that biz
like a feind for this rap fix
things i seen just add fizz
bubblin up inside like some kind of demon
waitin to escape, come out screamin
some things just don't make sense, there is no reason
people shootin up school's like it's open season
death come's around, kids with aids and cancer
i keep askin god why but still wait for the answer
is my message reachin em or am i bein ignored?
am i waitin at hell's gate? or will be knockin on heavens door?
am i a sinner for questioning the lord?
things i been witness to just aint right
governmental bullshit and worthless fights
where is the love? and who do you trust?
and sometimes a man's word just aint enough
even family can turn their back on you
and you just gotta find ways to make it thru
did i deserve what's been taken?
what's been given? is a heart really worth breakin?
is life worth livin? do i really wanna see another day?
the world is hell, there just has to be another way

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