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Teksty: Royal Flush. Family Problems.

She was sweetest young thing in this life
Had two kids and worked nights, never had shit, but we ate right
And slept tight, my daddy's livin? the bad life
Used to come home nights and beat on his wife

I was too young to really understand about life
Used to cry a lot, hopin? that my father get shot
Plus he sniff a lot
What that nigga beef about every fuckin? day?

My brother said something got to make him stop
?Cause mommy go to hard for every little thing we got
It was a stress and pain, had a young child, goin? insane
Until one day, he slapped my brother right in the face

And my mother started running all over the place
I went downstairs and grab the nine from the safe
Went back upstairs and put the shit right in his face
What up now daddy, I shot him in the face and smiled loud

Now her body froze, lookin? at my father die slow
She can't believe it though, started screamin? baby don't go
He said two words and breath went dead and blood fled
My face turned red, couldn't understand what I did

Brother scared as shit, losin? my mind, my moms flip
Tears from my eye drip, I grabbed her tightly and kissed
I said we miss him, but no longer do we go thru this shit
So when the cops come, I'm the one that let off the gun

Only thing I'm askin?, when I get a visit, you come
Tell my brother 'bout the story, right now, he too young
?Cause he can't figure out the things that we've been through
The lifestyles that's goin? on now, life is so wild