It’s not a game, hold your dame
The realist in the game
Go where you ain't been
Knocked out in the lunch in
The fans are in a massive spin, the cops are in/
Anyways give it up the capital the nation
These hoes ain't acting right
In the face of the outside.
Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works
In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe
I'm talkin ideas , motivation
That the villains are pulling in
A twenty somethin cup
Stuck in the in the tub,
Going in the wrong direction until the vibes kick in
You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin
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