Drop a couple tears over these written words, destined for greatness ever since the day I was given birth
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Born with a curse but I'm just tryna convince the earth everytime I did something wrong I had no intent to hurt
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I spit the words of crown men, walk with my head high, to your towns end, came to preach the heart of thousands
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Heres the announcement, Phora's in the house everybody circles around him speakin with the depth of the sea, height of a mountain
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And they doubt it until they realize his vision was the truest, realize no indviual could do this
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Gimmie a pen and Ima use it in a fashion and nobody else can fool with, making more than music is a mothafuckn' movement
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Pullin nothin but the truest leavin mothafucka's clueless so lets knuckle up and do this
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All the kids that hate me need to cuddle up and group kiss they said I'll never make it so I'll struggle just to prove it
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Friends turn foes, foes turn jealous its hard to show my love cause growin up I never felt it
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Misery loves company, so darling take my hand please come with me
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Friends turn foes, foes turn jealous its hard to show my love cause growin up I never felt it
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Misery loves company, so darling take my hand please come with me
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Keep your enemies the closest, the thing is if they were but I was too blind to notice
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Tryna send a message give a fuck about the show biz, my father use to give the cold shoulder to his own kids
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That's probably why I'm so upset they tryna make me go to rest. but you'll never see me sleep cause its to close to death
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Coke n' Meth in my fathers blood stream when he made me, born in 94' just another crack baby
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From another black lady and my motha can't tame me, no father figure so you fuckas can't blame me
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Learn to get used to it, ain't that crazy? the street lights and the train tracks raised me nigga
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Friends turn foes, foes turn jealous its hard to show my love cause growin up I never felt it
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Misery loves company, so darling take my hand please come with me
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Friends turn foes, foes turn jealous its hard to show my love cause growin up I never felt it
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Misery loves company, so darling take my hand please come with me
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Written Words
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| Phora |
