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I been playing and praying, Pray, running them laps
Niggas pass me the ball, it won’t touch the grass
I been dreaming and scheming escaping the Past
New Earth cast a shade keep bringing me back
Dream past, turtle shell on back
DNA got the power, Power
Show me the figures
Show me, show me, show me
Bich count the bullets six feet in the grass
There’s nothing I can do about it
There’s nothing I can do about it
There’s nothing I can do about it
MORE FYE, There’s nothing I can do about it
Momma say, “know ya name”
Poppa say, “wasted days”
n no change, change, all the same, same
and no pay, pay, like everyday
and who to blame, and who the stain
and who not, and who got it?
Know nothing bout it cause I doubt it, yea I ain’t bout-
Ain’t no stopping, still counting
Living while I’m drowning
Take a bath in a fountain by Mulholland I’m drown in
Applause, Noise, Debt, Loss, damn
This is what they mean...
Applause, Noise, Death, Loss, damn
This is what they mean what it cost, damn
Hoping that these fans cool me off, damn
or this World
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