Time to get on a more serious note
we got baggage everybody got problems
but let a bitch think we playing
and thats when the pen cuts the throat
A high note to swing high in this ghetto clouds
in a 24 karat babychair
still at 15 im the baby pit
check the tat, and you tell me who i am wit
hearing em talk bout blood brothers what the fuck is that
dsyde intwined in the soul, spread out and about
"fuck dem other niggas"
we still bring it like dat
You aint no soldier if you cant feel
You aint a ryder if time can't heal
Love in this context, war between minds
you better check this text, if you think we weak, no rhyme
It's a crime, the shit p goes through
Its a shame that troy has to play the favorites game
Domestic or Obsessed
If you aint seeing, you aint believing... whos fault is that?
dsyde baby holla for me brack, ra ta tat tat
The solemn one was almost gone
He was almost erased, gone from his home
Found me a rock in dem 2 soldiers
That now got me breaking nonstop on these hoes
Inspired to write, Inspired to do my will
We still holding on, Almost gone
But not down
Another Dsyde episode that shows
The bitches we real
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Submission Name: Dsyde: Stronger than Blood
