| They say time is a measurement of motion
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| Whose presence is more precious than treasures in the ocean
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| I’m coasting through the game of life, back to the wall
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| I’m wide open but my teammates won’t pass me the ball
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| I’m a mixture of bad and good, rain and sunshine
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| Feeling happiness and sadness at the same time
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| I’m training in a world where evil is reigning
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| The main thing I complain about is people complaining
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| Spirit predators all around me slithering amounts
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| Snakes no longer in the grass they living in the house
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| I’m mobbing in this treacherous city that bleeds weapons
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| 'Cause your problems go from zero to sixty in three seconds
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| Cowards lay in the weeds and invisibly judge me
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| My name must be Company 'cause Misery Loves me
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| Oh Allah, shine down on me 'cause you’re so bright
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| Please help me make through these hours where there’s no light
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| I’m cautious and scared as I walk down Trouble Road
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| Masking my pain trying not to get my cover blown
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| Fighting to get it right and stay out of that other mode
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| Eyes on the big prize tryna hit the mother load
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| I attempt to win it, men got pimped and win it
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| The first minute that’s soul selling was implemented
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| I’m in need of in hands full of righteous seeds
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| So I can plant em and eliminate my trifling deeds
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| Young girls getting lazy the game done flipped
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| How the hell you shame to work but not a shame to strip?
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| Lil hustlers on the corner only knowing one way
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| Acting like the dope game got a full 1K
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| Boys coming out of prison with corrupted minds
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| Fool bragging talking bout «Yeah I just did nine»
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| Man stop being stupid and increase your grind
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| Quit glorifying giving that beast your time
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| Ain’t no rehabilitation in this treacherous game
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| Reason a man into the same hell and expected to change
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| Even pastors and hustlers are rocking the same
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| So instead of going to church boys watching the game
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| The same people think they know it all need rescue
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| Who are you to try to tell God how to bless you?
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| It don’t matter how you are they going violate
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| House full of food why you eye-balling my plate?
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| Trust ain’t a word you should mention again
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| They’ll get you while you still friends, pre-empted revenge
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| You can read, but knowledge is only information
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| Wisdom is translating that knowledge to application
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| Some say I follow know man religion’s a hoaxes
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| Imposing on a foolish but they’re visions provokes
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| They persecute God’s people crack ignorant jokes
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| Contributing to the killing of indigenous folks
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| No calm in the forecast this world is a bomb lit
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| And make sure you in the same place when the storm hit
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| No need to feel like hopes out of range
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| A lot of people want to but don’t know how to change
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| Make a 180 out of 360 because
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| 360's a circle that puts you back where you was
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| We at the fork in the road to show us the Sun’s yellow
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| Standing in a brick storm with a glass umbrella
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| With a glass umbrella
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| Yeah
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| Don’t walk down trouble road |