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"Dear Diary"

[Ironik Speakin']
It's ironik,

Let me show you the real deal,
Never met ma dad,
But I'm here still,
Still livin it up,
I ain't givin it up,
I wanna mill deal,
And I knw that you know how I feel,
So I don't regret the fact tht your not here,
Me only havin a mums is not fair,
So I got a stepdad,
And thts y hes here,
And that's y hes here for me,
He does this for me,
Does that for me,
Somets that you wasn't here to do man,
And now I don't have care for you,
I'm not carin for you,
I'm livin ma life,
And hes still blessed,
And now ma music is now for your interest,
I have fans all over the world,
Ryte over the globe,
Ma mums,
Stepdad, sisters and friends,
Is all I need,
They got all ma love man,

So look whr I am now,
I got a lil fame,
And I gotta luk whr I stand now,
Cause I got so much haters,
And I gotta keep prepared for what They got planned out,
Got haters, yeh I got quite a few,
And I dint just...
They hate cause thr not I'm ma shoes,
And females, when they get to Know me,
Anyways for haters,
I don't keep em focused,
Cause I'm better than them,
And they know this,
Only care for the fame and ma name,
Dat will make man say,
Hey cause dis voltage,
Thr u go,
Thts my life,
Hustling for the p,
In a high price,
Am sorted,
That's what I do and I do,
And they try to reverse me like...

Dear diary,
Life for me is kinda fuked
I ain't with... nemore,
And I don't want a wifey nemore,
Even tho wen shes around,
She brightens things up,
But on the real,
All dis wifey fings fuked,
Cause I'm in love with the roads,
And I miss... bosco,
But at the same time,
She expects me to tighten things up,
Between me and her,
At first I was on it,
But all dis beef ting,
Got between me and her,
Now I'm only bovered about this guy,
That's tellin people,
That it's me hes guna murk,
Fuk dat,
He knows I'm not a prick,
Or a burk,
He cud never take me as a kick to the kirb,
He was chattin shit in his verse,
So fuk it,
I did grab the blitz n I burst,
Dat day was the worst,
Fuk it,
Dat day was fuked up,
I lost ma temper so bad,
I tryed to burn his face,
Me tryin to burn that waste.
Back den,
Was obviously ma worst mistake,
Cause now I'm at home on kurfew,
Wiv an attempted murder case

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