[that's just another fancy way to say it's time to wake up
F*ck your fame I'm trying to build some game for my man Jacob
That's my son
Some say spittin' image
Same smile different grimace
When grown I hope he's never prone to heed the limits
Of life, life probably the biggest word I've ever said,
That says alot cuz there's a whole lot of words inside my head
Death almost a quarter deep, still ain't learned to cope
I struggle to see the horizon while I'm hanging from this rope
[Beyond]
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[that's just another fancy way to say it's time to wake up
F*ck your fame I'm trying to build some game for my man Jacob
That's my son
Some say spittin' image
Same smile different grimace
When grown I hope he's never prone to heed the limits
Of life, life probably the biggest word I've ever said,
That says alot cuz there's a whole lot of words inside my head
Death almost a quarter deep, still ain't learned to cope
I struggle to see the horizon while I'm hanging from this rope
[Beyond]
Adjustments - they needed to be constructed
Adjustments - they needed to be Constructed
Adjustments
Adjustments - they needed to be Constructed
Adjustments - they needed to be Constructed
Adjustments
Adjustments - they needed to be Constructed
Adjustments - they needed to be Constructed
Adjustments - they needed to be Constructed
Adjustments - they needed to be Constructed
Adjustments - they needed to be Constructed
Adjustments - they needed to be Constructed
F*ck your fame I'm trying to build some game for my man Jacob
That's my son
Some say spittin' image
Same smile different grimace
When grown I hope he's never prone to heed the limits
Of life, life probably the biggest word I've ever said,
That says alot cuz there's a whole lot of words inside my head
Death almost a quarter deep, still ain't learned to cope
I struggle to see the horizon while I'm hanging from this rope
[Beyond]
Adjustments - they needed to be constructed
Adjustments - they needed to be Constructed
Adjustments
Adjustments - they needed to be Constructed
Adjustments - they needed to be Constructed
Adjustments
Adjustments - they needed to be Constructed
Adjustments - they needed to be Constructed
Adjustments - they needed to be Constructed
Adjustments - they needed to be Constructed
Adjustments - they needed to be Constructed
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