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Bare feet to the fire,
you're not a real man unless you drown in your desire.
I'm outside in the rain,
no I'm not worthy of any of your praise,
I'm only worthy of your rage,
broken back, feeling 30 for a day.
On a beat the only time I like to speak what I say,
I don't like to speak of praise,
No esteem within my soul to make a claim,
I only seem to like the rain
when the cars move slow and these folks evaporate,
broken back nation, all the natives slain,
for capital, man it's just another day,
stressed stripes of red and white,
acclimation to dismay,
I say.
Welcome to the divide,
No Siifu but I hide under pink skies.
I'm that guy, well I mean to,
shit I might try,
welcome to the brand new divide,
No Siifu but I hide under pink skies,
Paralyzed paradise.
See me when the news hits,
feeling useless,
2022 I'm a nuisance,
sitting with some brand new nooses feeling useless,
they just want to do shit.
I just want to do shit,
I truly hope these lines make you feel something new kid.
Incense to resurrect some new shit,
the fervor of the 1960's Parisian students.
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Running with our heads off,
all of us, we're looking for the cops,
look another man is dead today,
and another man is shot.
Gone and out, pray for him, may this God bless his rot.
Gone and out, pray for him, may God bless his rot.
Lives vanquished, children and anguish.
and the youth is thankless,
no purpose, they're aimless,
not shankless, they always keep a switch on them.
Brainless, cuz the schools fundless.
Streets cold, man one cannot stay gunless.
Keep heat, before you left a statistic.
Burn out now, don't miss it.
Evil life, this shit is wicked.
I just hope that you with it.
Just hope that you wicked.
I just hope that you with it.
Life cruel, hope you wicked.
Life cruel, I hope you with it.
Life cruel, I hope you wicked.
Life cruel, I hope you with it.
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