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Lost 8Ball

Lost - 8Ball
[ VERSE 1: Eightball ]
As the autumn leaves fell in the month of October
I found myself chiefin hay and every day never sober
Got Hen drippin down my chin and smoke in my lungs
Pullin hellafied hoes with my devilish tongue
Silk tailor made, I don't need yo name on my back
Got these bitches' mind addicted to this shit like it was crack
I went from good to bad, bad to worse to evil
Never thought I'd see myself not trustin my own people
Right up under my nose in the form of niggas and hoes
I'm playin by the rules cause that's all I ever been told
An eye for an eye, do unto others as they do you
Turn the other cheek and watch how many motherfuckers do you
Deceivin, got a nigga believin while they thievin
Tryina break even, a nigga damn near stopped breathin
Scared for my son's life, mine is already at the end
Tryina make a change so they don't have to go where I done been
A thin line between sin and what's right
Open my heart to God and hope that I get touched right
I just might take a life, stop breath, bring death
To all in my vicinity until there is just he left

[ Chorus: Eightball ]
I been searching all this time
Tryina my best to find my way
Runnin round tryina chase this money
Takin me around the world in a day
Blowin smoke all up my nose
Gettin in and out my clothes
Foolin round with midnight hoes
Man, that's just the way life goes
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