| Damn life, I know that you a bitch
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| I thought that by now, that I would be rich
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| You threw a curve ball, I just need a new pitch
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| Operatin' in a system but I think there’s been a glitch
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| Rest in peace to Steve Jobs
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| But we can’t rest in a place where they need jobs
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| He when he robs, and his friends
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| So quick to jump on board, fuck, it’ll make your knees throb
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| And your heart ache 'cause the rent passed due
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| So you get offended every single time they ask you
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| «What you doing with your life? |
| Tell me where you working now»
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| Only thing for certain is the pain, that you’re hurt, ow
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| Used to be as easy as level one
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| Then I got older, that’s when the devil come
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| Used to be as easy as level one
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| Then I got older, that’s when the devil come
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| In my heart, sent
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| My confession, my condolence
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| You’re indefinite
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| You’re incompetent, inconsiderate
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| You’re so childish
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| I will push you
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| Out of what is real
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| Out of my head
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| You can stick and drown
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| At your residence of disappointments
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| Are of yours to come
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| So embrace them
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| Oh, my shallow one today
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| Damn life, I know that you ain’t perfect
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| If anybody knows, then it’s you, that I deserve it
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| Told to pay my dues and I thought you reimbursed it
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| 'Cause I’m tryna question numbers just see if it’s worth it
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| And I’ve been thinking even on my dark days
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| It’s a game, so I’m tryna make smart plays
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| What if we part ways?
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| And I decide stop
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| The beat, the beat that my heart plays
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| I won’t let it end though
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| I can tell you when it’s over
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| At the end of the day, I got something to say
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| But I’ve been drinking, so I’ll tell you when I’m sober
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| It used to be as easy as level one (level one)
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| I’m older, that’s when the devil comes (devil come)
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| Used to be as easy as level one
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| Then I got older, that’s when the devil comes
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| In my heart, sent
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| My confession, my condolence
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| You’re indefinite
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| You’re incompetent, inconsiderate
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| You’re so childish
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| I will push you
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| Out of what is real
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| Out of my head
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| You can stick and drown
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| At your residence of disappointments
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| Are of yours to come
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| So embrace them
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| Oh, my shallow one today
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| If I could change anything
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| Then I would change everything
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| These bitter days shall remain
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| I don’t ask for
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| Your forgiveness |