Risking his life for oil, which is nothing to die for
If you try to give it to me at the door
I’m throwing hundreds at kod, a little paper
Im sorry for putting my life in danger
It’s the hard knock life, for us,
And when it seems that i'm hopeless
So now this work's been worthless
It’s the hard knock life, for us,
And you ask twitter why you getting fake guys
Like your esophagus have you pleading for life
For living my life style
It's real dog, i live in the fire
Seeking a better cure for an obscure life
Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice
Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger
Kid, of a soccer mom, doesn't know why i'm called motherfucker
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