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I almost lost my mind Lost in a struggle Lost a few friends Never lost my hustle I'm too subtle I cried tears of joy and left a puddle I got a heart full of hope A mind full of faith But a soul full of trouble I almost made a deal with the devil For a couple of shining cars And a crib out the ghetto Plan me like Geppetto Pullin' my strings Giving me things I dreamed of since I was 14 Sure thing, temptations poison my body Pussy, power and drugs, the evil inside me F*ck that, I'm battlin' back Fighting the addiction of fast living Cheatin' on good women Know I'm a good christian On the conditions I know I made f*cked up decisions So who the f*ck am I kidding I know my future is already written And my sins are unforgiven To tell the truth, shit we all sinning So who are you to judge how I'm living Now everybody's a critic Tell you how to do it But they never did it Now everybody is a critic Tell you how to do it But they did it Love hate |