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Life of Change

R. W.
 
People say I got no soul
Cause when I was younger
I was out selling dope
It ain't my fault the only thing
On my mind is how to make
The cash flow
I got to get it though I'm unpredictable
 
Had enough money I could put
A hit on the pope
But the only thing I wanted
Was to buy clothes
 
Then I made a decision to save my Soul
Move out of home
Start my family and raise them
Just me and my wife on our own
If it wasn’t for her
I would still be stuck
In that hole.

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