Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes
To real life: large minds abroad the hardship of hard times
Carving out a path was a hardship for the traveler,
Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her
These critics ain’t never been poor or experienced hardship,
Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit
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