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La Petite Mort - KING 810
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La Petite Mort KING 810

La Petite Mort - KING 810
You think God hears a prayer said in Hell
Just know i’m doing life in a 6 square mile cell
That i’m sharing with a 100000 sisters and Brothers
Were sentenced to death for sins of thy father and being birthed here by our mothers
And i wouldn't trade it in for the worlds weight in gold
And they haven't built one like me since me i am told
Shot my first gun when only a few feet tall i stood
And it wasn't with my father out hunting in the woods
It was in the streets of my city handgun in my hand
Shooting at the other kids
But you wouldn't understand
See none of us had fathers
Well our fathers werent a man
It was a woman called our mother and we would struggle and
It wasn't living it was surviving and we were constantly at war
War left me nerves of steel and i dont feel much anymore
And love is just a word that i say
And i can't live it because i see it get people killed all day
3 little brothers incarcerated i dont say it for your pity
I mean i can still get you stabbed behind the wall if you fuck with me
I was born to die here in Flint
And i haven't done that yet so in turn i ain't done shit
But lie here naked in the tub
Filling it up with blood
Thinkin how i’m gonna get even
While my body drained of love
They tried to take my life at 27
I tried to take my life too motherfucker it just wasn't happening
I just wanna shoot and bring a body back to Michigan
Thats points on the board
I was stayin up all nite when you would sleep and you would snore
And they wanna say i dont deserve this
I gave up my life to get here
You wanna talk about purpose
You have no purpose speaking
They get killed for that where i come from
Nearly every fuckin evening
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