My House/May 19,2009
this is my house, but why i keep feeling like this is my mothers house? she say when you start paying bills you can say it's your house. to pay bills you gotta get a job anf get an education. i'm not gonna be some bum or hustler, i'm gonna go somewhere and be somebody. i got dreams i gotta have somthing to fall back on. i got a voice just be heard, what to be heard you gotta get heard i can sing but i can't fly.. this was always my house... it's just that we moved on up.STY FLY.....
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