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Letra : Slow Down

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Yeah, yeah, soul
Look

Times is getting darker, my time getting [?]
My niece is getting smarter, we starting to feel that sh*t, look
I tell 'em Uncle Bizzy, they don't wanna hear that sh*t, look
I say see you tomorrow, that promise never garnered
I never told nobody this but, I lost a son
Or maybe it was a daughter
But I say it because if it's real, I gotta fast that part of
My deepest fears that's growing near, they call that feeling calmer
I'd have to be a father
And look at how I did all these b*t*hes, I mean women, look
Throughout my life, drunken and scattered nights
You don't believe in abortion, pressure forced her, so she sacrificed and all for what?
A little head or nut and bragging rights
Something I made myself forget so I could pass the nights by
How she sleeping? She prolly ain't sleeping or barely
I never once feel guilty, maybe that's the part that scares me
Maybe that's the part that is f**ked up
Need to grow up