D M X

D M X
My ups, and downs , my slips, my falls ,My trials and tribulations
my heart, my balls
My mother, my father
I love 'em, I hate 'em
Wish God, I didn't have 'em,
but I'm glad that he made 'em
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Somebody stop me , somebody come and get me
Little did I know, that the Lord was ridin with me
The dark, the light , my heart , the fight
The wrong , the right , it's gone, aight?