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[Proof] This is me dawg, this ain't no E talking Deep thoughts in my dreams Plea bargain, I know we see often... The tights and then hammers, the lights & the cameras So-called friends scramble when your life's pretty jammed up My wrists fight with handcuffs, my soul held hostage These jail bars are symbolic of dispelled knowledge His hell's hot His thoughts of semen birthed an idol when we started dreaming I wish you could feel my heart is beating And part the reason I'm this far because of Marshall I was impartial to skin or hair follicles I didn't care, no obstacles too big I can't believe Head lost his head Now I'm heading to the booth to be Proof Nothing less Something else got these leeches teaching me freedom is everything Derty Harry brings... justice to moochers Proof just big-hearted with the passion to form art These clowns take advantage of my start Take advantage of opportunity So stop pursuing me, you devils will not ruin me God, who is he? Show his face, know this place Slow the pace, coldest ray, motive: rage Old & raised, damn I miss the golden days... Sometimes I feel that no one is real And some on my team are single-handedly killing my dreams Sometimes I feel that no one is real Some on my team are single-handedly killing my dreams I only been Proof since '88, I was living proof A testimony of truth what I'm giving you So from '89 to now, I struggle with rap Met Em, D12, had kids, got Bugz on the tat Love in my past... But now I'm flooded with evils like the drugs of my dad I wasn't the bad... As I recall, before D12 hit, I was headed to hell, man f*cking around with Delvin Did a tail spin when Snook got took, when Bugz got done At night, I'm thinking to myself, "Damn, am I the next one?" Look in the mirror, my mental's deep I let this info leak, as a man, I feel incomplete I'm confused, I'm sobering, f*ck a pill now Oh I got it, pass the brew, give me a pill now! And what's real, while in Austin, I lost it for a lady friend named Adrian Co' lens, no friends, but Dolo sold though Is my solo for more dough? Or to unleash demons? Seeming to me & myself, my wealth, my health, I'm breathing... To even the score of these exec's with publishing checks Of musical vet's that's in unusual debts Confusing the rest when, nigga, shit, we're losing the best! Pac & Big If I could live the right life, I'd invite Christ I know you all could, it's not all good! My dreams are choked, the king is woke I fiend for reality like fiends for dope... *ahem* Let me clean my throat I fiend for reality like fiends for dope Sometimes I feel that no one is real And some on my team are single-handedly killing my dreams Sometimes I feel that no one is real Some on my team are single-handedly killing my dreams
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