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Working with what I got
So many thanks that I owe to God
I made an oath for not
Getting caught or getting shot
I wanna be not thought of
For what I was, still got a lot to see
Family keeps me on my feet
Just like the candy keeps you on your seat
Every damn day I think to myself
There's a chance, there's a clock
There's always something to beat
Something to cheat
Someone to beat
Something to see
Something to feel
Somewhere to die
A reaper to reap
I only weep
When I'm asleep
A kid in my dreams
Out on the street
Ripping apart
At every seam
In God we trust
I lost my faith
He's punching down, I'm moving on
You move afraid
Yeah, but the truth is
Filling up the piggy bank, defund nothin'
Dirty dead streets with new sneakers walking
Bird brain kids deserve what they got coming
Never seen something die in so much sun, it's
Flocks coming out here lookin' for idols
People ending up here searching for vitals
Tryna get on track, yeah, knocking down hurdles
But locked in the dungeon, running in circles
Tryna get on track, yeah, knocking down hurdles
But locked in the dungeon, running in circles
Fake people beside real
I don't know what to feel
I don't know what to fear
My skin's starting to sear
The cold smell of the teal
I don't know what to feel
I don't know what to fear
My skin's starting to sear
Fake people beside real
I don't know what to feel
I don't know what to fear
My skin's starting to sear
The cold smell of the teal
I don't know what to feel
I don't know what to fear
My skin's starting to sear
Do it
My skin's starting to sear
My skin's starting to sear
I don't know what to feel
I don't know what to feel
I don't know what to feel
My skin's starting to sear
I don't know what to feel
I don't know what to feel
I don't know what to feel
I don't know (My skin's starting to sear)
I don't know what to feel
I don't know what to feel
I don't know what to feel
I don't know
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