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See, most of my life I never had shit 
I felt like an outcast, treated like a misfit 
Damn near didn't make it on my day of birth 
Thinking was I really supposed to be on this planet earth 
I take a deep breath, and then another follows 
Cos hardship is kinda hard to swallow 
See, it's rough bein a loner 
Not knowin any given day and time I could wind up a goner 
See, people got it bad from jump street 
And bein short is just another strike against me 
I used to get funny looks cos I was small 
And tryin to make it was like runnin through a brick wall 
Given the odds I was up against, bro 
The average nigga woulda quit a long time ago 
But now I've got a record out 
I'm doin shows, people payin to see me turn it out 
Now I'm the spice around town 
It's funny how an album can change a nigga's life around 
I got friends and bitches on my dick 
But when they look at Richard all they see is Bushwick 
Sometimes I don't know a friend from a foe 
And every different day it's a different fuckin hoe 
And now that my pockets are gettin bigger 
I'm meetin hoes who only wanna juice a nigga 
They tell me that they love me and all that 
But really they just wait for me to fall flat 
So they can get me for my income 
Take me for all I got, and then some 
Like Trina, you dig 
I fucked up and got too attached to the bitch's kid 
Knowin that she used the baby to use me 
Took him out my life, mentally abusin me 
But as the time went by I got another slimmy 
And she was just like the first one screamin gimme 
But not in the exact same way 
She had a different type of game she liked to play 
Her name was Crystal, she played the quiet type 
And for a little while shit seemed alright 
But just like the first hoe, homie 
When shit got hectic the bitch broke out on me 
And it's gettin outta hand, gee 
Cos nobody seems to understand me 
Reminiscin got me feelin kinda low 
I broke out the Ever-Clear and then I drunk some mo' 
Until it was all gone 
Now I'm lookin for somebody to take my pain out on 
But not just anybody, gee 
I'ma take that on to Mica cos she's the closest to me 
Full of that Ever-Clear and high on that buddah 
Get to the house all I'm thinkin bout is shootin her 
Cos shootin her would be sweet 
But you know what'd be sweeter? if I make her shootin me 
Call me crazy, but that's what I'm thinkin 
I'm trippin from all that smokin weed and drinkin 
But I knew she wouldn't do it on her own, so I provoked her 
Punched her, kicked her, and chocked her 
She still wouldn't grab the gun 
And at that time I wasn't thinkin about no one 
Damn near crazy I went and grabbed the baby 
Held him by the door and said i'ma throw his ass out, hoe 
She went to cryin, somebody stop him 
I said: you better grab the muthafuckin gun or i'ma drop him 
She snatched the baby out of my hands 
We started fighting, punching, scratching, and biting 
When we fell on the bed, check this shit 
All kinds of crazy shit was goin through my head 
So I ran and got the gun and came back to her 
Loaded it up and handed the gat to her 
I grabbed her hand and placed the gun to my eye muscle 
She screamed stop and then we broke into another tussle 
Yo, durin the fight the gun went off quick 
Damn! aw shit, I'm hit 
(Aw... my eye, I can't see 
Why you shot me in the eye? 
I woulda shot you in the body 
Why you shot me in the eye?) 
Ridin in the ambulance everything is hectic 
I can't get a grip, I just can't check this 
Everybody's cryin, could it be I'm dyin 
Bullet in my head, in the bed was lyin 
Where's Mica? I wanna tell her I love her 
With an [ ] in my arm I took a picture for an album cover 
Goddamn, the shit's a trip, gee 
Five different doctors with needles tryin to stick me 
I hear my family hollerin he needs us 
Durin the confusion, man, I seen jesus 
My mom's on the phone long-distance from New York 
Here comes the doctors again tryin to rip me apart 
I got a monkey on my back, I can't shake it 
I'm havin suicidal thoughts hopin that I don't make it 
But I'ma make it cos something's steady urgin me 
Five hours passed, I made it through surgery 
And the doctor said I wouldn't make it through the night 
But god told me everything is gonna be alright 
And I'm glad that I'm here, gee 
But it's fucked up I had to lose an eye to see shit clearly 

Aw man, I made it 
I made it 
And everyone gets to hear my story 
I made it 
But don't try this at your home 
Learn from my mistakes 
Kick the beat in, Bido

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