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Residual Effect.
they say any life worth Living, when finished, Isn't free from Blemishes or Regrets. But if you go with a heavy Heart, with more Starts, than Finishes,  
then baby boy, you ain't even been Living Yet. 
Life is exquisitely Limitless 
but severely Limited, if you too Timid and continuously Revisiting every Misgiven Strenuously Reliving da UNforgiven (period). Pretty soon, every Fruit 
becomes Forbidden. 

What I meant with this is,

The Fruits of your Labor will soon become Labored as a few ill-Suited strings of bad Luck, will Suck, the Flavor out of Life, Spoiling ones Apetite until he up-Chucks or nearly Soil's them Tighty Ehites, (thats that e-coli).
Naw, just Words to Grow By, 
I hope u listen n
I been forced to Cope with Indifference
Wont shit go right or Go Different
Until you get that negativity out of Your System 
Stop trippin, look within, and listen
before you, Keep Oooon... Shiting, 
on every Gift that's Been Re-Gifted and Presented, in Front Of You, 
let me be Blunt, 
a lot of Stuff you Done Lived,and Liven Through, Has Come, beCause Of You.

Moments of Truth