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ddnt really have a fatherly influence for the most part of my life istill see him but barely.


Where Are You(Happy Fathers Day dad)


From when iwuz born never thot id leave your side/thinkn when ur comin bac ill cry igot nuthn to hide/from NY,all the way to VA/where are u im thnkn day by day/why your not with me,ur missin my growth/igota pay ovr 80 to see u at the most/nd wen ithnk about the times we spent together/ur were the one ilooked up to the one who told me bettr/wut hapen wit u nd mom stayd behind closed doors/ima stay incomplete pain is wut my heart poors/got me stuck in denial thinkn dat im notta thug/idont wana be a thug/but dats wut da people make me of/icant believe da thngs goin on are realy hapenin/icant believe da things goin on are realy hapenin/wen isay it twice den u kno its unbelievable/thots nd visions dat im havn seem to be, unconcievable/jus to see u man ican say its worth da pay/ not tryna make u look bad but dad happy fathers day.....istill love you :’(’’


by soulofpac94




submitted July 10th, 2010 at 1:36pm

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