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Poster 2 Means to an End

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Woke up with blood on my hands — again, Trust dies young when you’re raised by men. “The ends justify the means” — yeah, I bled for that, Took my soul, stitched it shut with a baseball bat. I was thirteen, mama cried with a gun in her lap, Said, “Don’t love too deep — they don’t come back.” Now I see snakes in the shape of a smile, And every handshake’s got poison in the file. I learned cold, real fast — ain't no fairy tale, It’s hustle or die — you choose the scale. Fuck peace, I’ve seen what peace costs, It's a coffin with a ribbon and a dream lost. Burned my name to build my throne, Loved no one, died alone. I played God with bloody hands, All for power — no second chance. “It’s better to be feared than loved.” Yeah? Then why’s my heart empty as fuck? I got fame, got cash, still can’t sleep, Ghosts in my head play the secrets I keep. Every move's a knife or a favor owed, Even family ain’t safe when the chamber's cold. Got fake friends who’d sell their soul, Smile for a pic, then dig the hole. Loyalty’s a myth — I believed it once, Then I found my boy dead, shot for lunch. Now I don’t blink when I see red, I just count the bills and forget the dead. Burned my name to build my throne, Loved no one, died alone. I played God with bloody hands, All for power — no second chance. I ain’t proud of the shit I did — But I’d do it again for the life I lived. I took the long road made of sins and glass, Walked through fire with a gas-filled flask. They told me love is weakness — I believed, Now I sleep with a gun tucked in my sleeve. Success tastes like rust in my mouth, And I still see hell when the lights go out. “A wise man must learn how not to be good,” That’s what they don’t teach in the neighborhood. So I took what I needed, fucked who I had to, If God’s watching me — tell Him, “I had to.” Burned my name to build my throne, Loved no one, died alone. I played God with bloody hands, All for power — no second chance.