Lookin Bac
Lookin bac at all the things I've doneI see all da troubles and problems I won
No weapons needed, knives nor gun
Just me a fatherless son
Lookin bac in my life
I see all the times I got into fights
I can't forget the lonely nights
And the friends that stuck wit me
Through the thick and thin
Lookin bac I could feel the pain
All this at a young age
All the anger I built up inside
Ready to explode at any time
Lookin bac I see da choices
I shoulda neva made
All the games I shoulda neva played
Da times that I swore I waz gonna change
But all this made me who I am
And I wouldn't change a thing about it
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