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This world got me fed up
Peers say I gotta keep my head up
Hard when you're barely making chedder
Praying for the better
We all know life's a bitch and that she'll f*ck you up if you let her
Though I, try to stay sane
You can't, fathom my pain dang
Contemplating whether to take the last thoughts
Of Kurt Cobain BANG!
No I'm not suicidal
Just when I'm gone I want you to miss me like Michael
Tyson with the title
Jackson the Idol
Jordan the rival
Swim good like Phelps puffin green that's the reason why my eyes low
But never mind that, get your mind back to the fact when I snap over beats I flatline that
We live in a world where people are cold
I swear you think their hearts were froze
We constantly asking bout cons
You often forget we got Pros
No super heroes just super egos &
Everyone swear that they're f*cking negroes Please!
You couldn't walk a mile in my shoes or do half the things that I do
Born and raised in the LV
So you can't tell me this city ain't comparable to hell B
The West wid it and The North nutty
See the South got goons and my Beast side niggas gully
Know some niggas who will turn you into silly putty
You false stuntin homie
You ain't really getting money
Want you to share when theire days ain't looking sunny
Style trash man, No wonder why they call you bummy
We live in a world where people are cold
I swear you think their hearts were froze
We constantly asking bout cons
You often forget we got Pros
No super heroes just super egos &
Everyone swear that they're f*cking negroes
Trynna educate all of my people
Y'all to busy being f*cking zeroes
I'm tired of the coke flow
Swag Swag that's a No No
Respect the kid when you're stepping in my dojo
Give me your ears this for my peers
So listen up clear when I break it sown slo-mo
Keep your head in them books
Education is Key
Middle finger to the Government and everyone who's loving it
Cause freedom ain't free
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This world got me fed up
Peers say I gotta keep my head up
Hard when you're barely making chedder
Praying for the better
We all know life's a bitch and that she'll f*ck you up if you let her
Though I, try to stay sane
You can't, fathom my pain dang
Contemplating whether to take the last thoughts
Of Kurt Cobain BANG!
No I'm not suicidal
Just when I'm gone I want you to miss me like Michael
Tyson with the title
Jackson the Idol
Jordan the rival
Swim good like Phelps puffin green that's the reason why my eyes low
But never mind that, get your mind back to the fact when I snap over beats I flatline that
We live in a world where people are cold
I swear you think their hearts were froze
We constantly asking bout cons
You often forget we got Pros
No super heroes just super egos &
Everyone swear that they're f*cking negroes Please!
You couldn't walk a mile in my shoes or do half the things that I do
Born and raised in the LV
So you can't tell me this city ain't comparable to hell B
The West wid it and The North nutty
See the South got goons and my Beast side niggas gully
Know some niggas who will turn you into silly putty
You false stuntin homie
You ain't really getting money
Want you to share when theire days ain't looking sunny
Style trash man, No wonder why they call you bummy
We live in a world where people are cold
I swear you think their hearts were froze
We constantly asking bout cons
You often forget we got Pros
No super heroes just super egos &
Everyone swear that they're f*cking negroes
Trynna educate all of my people
Y'all to busy being f*cking zeroes
I'm tired of the coke flow
Swag Swag that's a No No
Respect the kid when you're stepping in my dojo
Give me your ears this for my peers
So listen up clear when I break it sown slo-mo
Keep your head in them books
Education is Key
Middle finger to the Government and everyone who's loving it
Cause freedom ain't free
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Writer: CLAYTON ADAMS, MARK THOMAS, DARRIN COURTNEY VAZ
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