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He was born in '89, named after his daddy. Mama died of cancer and it hurt so badly. Will loves his father, but his pops loves the Bottle 'cause he can't cope with the pain of Losing the woman he loved to gain. They had a grip of problems, but she let Him back in. Soon enough, he started up with The same shit. She knew this would happen 'cause This ain't the first time that he let the Fam down, left, came back around. Now she can't stop feeling nauseous 'round the Clock. Take a trip to the doc and he Told her on the spot six months to live. Here we go again. With all the shit I been through, man, does God even exist? Left the office crying, breathing heavy silence. Confusion swinging to the emptiness like violins. Violence burning, boiling in her veins. Then how am I gonna tell this to my Children? See, life's a trip, it ain't perfect for Anyone. Tales about this tragic kingdom, huh, I got plenty, son. Love what you got and be careful what you Choose 'cause the shit you don't believe in, it Could happen to you. See, life's a trip, It ain't perfect for anyone. Tales about this tragic kingdom, huh, I got plenty, Son. Love what you got and be careful what You choose 'cause the shit you don't believe in, It could happen to you. Dad back in the pen, Will vive con su Abuela. Homie, this such a sad story, Let me tell ya. He joined a gang and Banging was his thing. Slanging dope and robbing fools time and time again. Dope type of gotten, so this shit is exciting. Never done heroin, but fuck it, I'm down to Try it. High-speed pursuit, cut loose to thirty-two. Running off the freeway when they crash pretty soon. Doing three months in camp, first time doing time. William could be a star, but he's too scared To shine. Reflecting on his past, present, Future endeavors, he realizes this is not how he Wants to live forever. Now he's doing pretty well just a couple states Away. Living with his half-sister, man, it's great She let him stay. It's hard to let go 'cause the streets keep calling from the city of Angels where the angels keep falling. See, life's a trip, it ain't perfect for anyone. Tales about this tragic kingdom, huh, I got plenty, Son. Love what you got and be careful what You choose 'cause the shit you don't believe in, It could happen to you. See, life's a trip, it ain't perfect for anyone. Tales about this tragic kingdom, huh, I got plenty, Son. Love what you got and be careful what You choose 'cause the shit you don't believe in, It could happen to you. Guilty on all charges, but when it all started, The shit was all just fun and games. How did it come to this hardest? When the lights go out and eyes can't stay Shut, every night he wishes that he never wakes Up. What to do? Life sentence, no parole. They treat him like he's an animal with no Type of soul. He's gon' grow old behind prison Bars. He never did believe me when I said This world is ours. His daddy feels the worst. In fact, he takes the blame. But it's just a little bit too late for You to try to make a change. You can regret what you've done, but what you Never did can kill you. For real, you. Goddamn it, dog, I feel you. No contact with society, anxiety, Depression. Listen up, homie, while I'm teaching you This lesson. Life's too short for you to take The days for granted. I'ma say that shit again 'cause I don't think you understand it. See, life's a trip, it ain't perfect for anyone. Tales about this tragic kingdom, huh, I got plenty, Son. Love what you got and be careful what You choose 'cause the shit you don't believe in, It could happen to you. See, life's a trip, it ain't perfect for anyone. Tales about this tragic kingdom, huh, I got plenty, Son. Love what you got and be careful what You choose 'cause the shit you don't believe in, It could happen to you.
Roots and Reverie, Louden — William
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