Here's a new song called All That Matters
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stupid enough to let good chances pass by//
got so many questions i'll start off to ask why//
that's my, baby girl dropping tears of her last cry//
why do people take away everything that's mine//
shawty had a dream and a future, 16 and pregnant//
bout to be a single mother the father says he never meant it//
so he backs off the case, leaving slaps on her face//
laughs on her way, waits til another day//
when things could be better and the weather would shine//
til then she says "i bet your life's better than mine"//
a veteran mind, is what it takes//
all you need is strength and the hope and you got it babe//
don't be scared, i'll be there, imma care//
and wait til ya voice is clearly loud up in the air//
welcome that son or a daughter of yours//
if life gotta be like this then it's a slaughter ofcourse//
dumb enough to let good chances pass by//
got so many questions and again i'll ask why//
that's my, baby boy dropping tears of his last cry//
why are people keep taking away everything that's mine//
homie had a dream and a future, 15 and lonely//
taken away from his parents listenin to stories//
drinks and hangs with smokers, got close to sex//
then has second thoughts like he was supposed to guess//
feels lonely in the world, lookin at girls to feel all the love//
til then he says "get me out of the fog"//
a doubt of a thought, isn't what you need//
all you gotta have is hope in the air you breathe//
don't be scared, i'll be there, imma care//
and wait til life start to seem fair//
welcome ya parents and sister in the life of yours//
if life gotta be like this then it's a fight ofcourse//
retarded enough to let good chances pass by//
got so many questions i'll finish when i ask why//
that's my, baby girl dropping the tears of her last cry//
why do people still take away everything that's mine//
shawty had a dream and a future, 17 and worried//
everywhere she go the rain keeps pouring//
got high off that weed, ended up alone outside//
dizzy headed trying to figure how to get home at night//
thinks nobody love her, wishes she'd stop//
til then she says "this is all i've got"//
bitches on ya block, is like ya own reflection//
it's that affective, but don't get desparate//
don't be scared, i'll be there, imma care//
and wait til i see you grin cuz i be ya friend//
welcome that smile into the face of yours//
if life gotta be like this then it's a race ofcourse//
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