Niggas out here going broke
Trying to live like rich folk
Hustle game is a joke
Like a Donald trump vote
Talking bout gunsmoke
But the children's blood make the gutters choke
Lost hope and dreams blown
Fed time make you renig on the street code
Only thing was ever known
To take shits on your own people
They gonna get it anywayz
Push dope
Some lifestyles offer no comfort zone
No debt, i don't owe
Starving hearts grow cold
No food its just a bone
Teeth Suckers
You better use your arms
The extension of your cowardice
My veins pumping hate
Shatter your fragile face
See me in the dark
That void you call a heart
So escape to one of your
Personalities that you create
I'll surface from your soul
To stain your thoughts with nightmares
Shut me out today
Bullet to your head is an open door
Hear I come again like magic
Let me be your demise
Something tragic
A reminder of what you lack
Naturally this is just an act
A past life
I apologize, I forgot what heavens' like
Let me narrate this hell
Close your eyes this is a lullaby
I'm an advocate for lost causes
Nothing to forgive
No GOD pardon
The sanity is thin
Emotion smears the margin
So gather all your strength
All Hail initiates, the battles begin
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