Pour Out My Heart

King Los

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    [Verse:]
    Nigga I don't sleep or wink, Sneeze or blink
    I pour my heart into this shit, Man I bleed through it
    I'm quick to leave the page bloody
    Momma had a handsome boy but I was raised ugly
    Though I stayed lucky, Roamed like a stray puppy
    Through these cold streets, Realized death was the consequence of most beef
    Los keep ya head up, Don't get sidetracked
    See niggas ride out and get a hospital ride back
    Besides that, I was born in the west
    Raised in the east, Man I stayed in the streets
    Played with the heat, That's a dangerous game
    Me and my cousin used to chase strangers with the banger
    Rages of my anger came, Fucked around played with cane
    I was helpin out, I ain't see it as a major thing
    But to him, It was all he had
    No father, The streets is what he called his dad
    Shit, Mad at the world now
    16 years old, This street life
    God damn, This thing here it's cold
    But fuck it, Throw on ya hoody and thug it
    Come out early and hug ya strip like you love it
    If you want it, Nigga please
    This shits addictive like nicotine
    Money clothes and hoes, The lifestyle that a nigga fiend
    The bigger dream was in me, Deeper than a demons envy
    No sleepin on these certain niggas, They just seemin friendly
    Niggas be schemin plenty, But dig my logic
    For some strange reason, I felt safe in the projects
    Had to wait for the process, Digest this life
    To much to take it all in in one bite
    I pour out my heart

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    Composition: King Los

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