Cole, walk with a nigga, I give you my pain
So much on my mind, I wonder how it fit in my brain
Scattered thoughts, dark secrets lead me to a blacker heart
Life can’t get any worse, Stevie with his glasses off
Cause I still don’t see hope, lookin’ for a quick fix
When everyone I see is broke, get lost in weed smoke
Knowin’ it make it worse, thoughts roam uncontrollably
Barely trustin’ niggas, over a decade they been knowin’ me
Shit, life at the bottom, nobody but God got em’
They say he wouldn’t leave me, yet I’m fallin’ like it’s Autumn
Tell me, what do you do just when you’re on your last dollar
And the stress of this mess you in can make your ass holla?
Do you fold, grow bitter and grow cold?
No longer fightin’ now the only thing you grows old
Or do you flip that fuckin’ dollar to a dream?
Whether a scholar or a fiend, watch a pawn become a king
So much on my mind, I wonder how it fit in my brain
Scattered thoughts, dark secrets lead me to a blacker heart
Life can’t get any worse, Stevie with his glasses off
Cause I still don’t see hope, lookin’ for a quick fix
When everyone I see is broke, get lost in weed smoke
Knowin’ it make it worse, thoughts roam uncontrollably
Barely trustin’ niggas, over a decade they been knowin’ me
Shit, life at the bottom, nobody but God got em’
They say he wouldn’t leave me, yet I’m fallin’ like it’s Autumn
Tell me, what do you do just when you’re on your last dollar
And the stress of this mess you in can make your ass holla?
Do you fold, grow bitter and grow cold?
No longer fightin’ now the only thing you grows old
Or do you flip that fuckin’ dollar to a dream?
Whether a scholar or a fiend, watch a pawn become a king
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Every man at some point in his life is going to lose a battle. He is going to fight and he is going to lose. But what makes him a man is at the midst of that battle he does not lose himself
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youre not saved because of the quality of your faith you are SAVED because of the object of your faith… the redeemer :)
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just needed to get this out in the world.
i trust and love you guys that follow me on tumblr.
i just got a call from my mom hysterically crying.
my dad passed this afternoon 7/29/11.
please dont call me or try to contact me for a little.
ill be alright.
And once the storm is over you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.
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