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Main Source - Diary of a Hitman lyrics
Ayo, straight up and down on the reel to real, if you drug abusing child abusers don't get your shit right now, your children might grow up like this He was born in a jail cell, cause his mother was a con And in his mother's cupped arms was a newborn timebomb But it wasn't his fault he was in the cageed vault for aggrivated assault On his eight-year-old sister As Mr. Daddy stood there, instead he should have dissed her And now mommy's found guilty Cause she almost beat her daughter to death for spilling a glass of milk, see Poppa was a boozer, momma was a drug abuser They were no-win losers And now Sonny's gotta struggle And another day of life to him's another day of trouble You gotta live this life for you to try and understand The diary of a hitman The diary of a hitman Sonny's making money on the norm and you know he's got another job When you see him with the leather gloves on He got a look in his eye like he wants to die Packing the nine double murder near his thigh 10 G's a head, whoever you want dead Will be filled with lead, and be buried in their own red He don't sleep at night, cause he's just like an owl On the prowl and his lifestyle's foul A self-made boss in the ??? of his moms and pops Is what really ticks him off A flashback from the past, dad whipping mom's ass For the cash, after that she hit the stash And takes a blast of the trash she was hooked on And Sonny felt helpless, as he looked on You gotta live this life for you to try and understand The diary of a hitman The diary of a hitman Sonny got a call from the mob It was 100,000 grand for my man to do a quick job The contract was plain and simpl |
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