It's enough to make you crazy, it's fuckin with my domeya only live once on this earth
Stubborn hiding under the covers, this fighting and writing is what makes us brothers
Lying to yourself, all over an image
Fighting with a bottle and a dirty syringe
Forever in debt to the lord for he's given
We was fighting for the system, shut up and listen
The white and black are fighting back, explode like space comets,
Have you with professional killas, chasing hits
But we fighting a war, and this is our only weaponry/
If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see
By god, stop whining
But im sick of the fighting
Gave myself a new birth and another shot at fighting,
I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king
And here's the fact that i'm fighting back using music to expose your ass
All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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