| And it’s infinite
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| Hydeout promo, let’s get into it, uh
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| Waiting for the clouds to part
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| Waiting to be out of the dark
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| If our future’s bright, then the present is a overcast
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| And we want it to be over fast, let’s shine
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| Got to get above the clouds without a aircraft
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| That is without a doubt such a rare task
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| Finding it hard to grin or just share laughs
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| So you vent when that drum hat and snare clash
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| No plan B, plan A is weak
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| Mentally and physically drained
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| And you can’t sleep
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| Rent’s a month overdue as of last week
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| A shadow of your future self below a vast peak
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| While people walk past like they can’t speak
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| Ignored cause without rich shit, you’re piss poor
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| Quit more drowning your spirit, with liquor
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| And victor, isn’t a realistic picture
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| But you still take the shot and develop it
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| For the hell of it, and pray when you’ll wake you’ll be relevant
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| And put your best on, you’re no longer worse off
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| Slaving at a job you hate, for a jerk off
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| You just wanna be kissed by the sun
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| Where your daughter’s always safe in the midst of having fun
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| Having some will more than due when you used to having none
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| Disregard the chatter from know-it-all's who haven’t won, while you’re
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| Waiting for the clouds to part
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| Waiting to be out of the dark
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| If our future’s bright, then the present is overcast
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| And we want it to be over fast, let’s shine
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| Waiting for the clouds to part
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| Waiting to be out of the dark
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| If our future’s bright, then the present is overcast
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| And we want it to be over fast, let’s shine
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| Parents couldn’t do the job they signed up fo'
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| Gave you life, but they should’ve gave you much mo'
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| Won’t judge, but I surely won’t applaud them
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| They lost, and somebody gotta' raise their child for them
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| Now you’re in and out of various households and juvy
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| Cross Paths of ghetto fab to the white collar and boushi
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| Who answer the call of duty, or is it truly for a check?
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| But regardless of they motives, they feel you owe them respect
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| You don’t know how to act like you got a part in a movie
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| But lack direction
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| How do you show love, if you never had affection
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| Dying slow brah, like you got a bad infection
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| Ain’t no band-aid for man-made self-hate
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| It heal slow, but I’m not sure of you’ll wait
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| Education is the medication, to get yourself straight
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| The war within you reached a stalemate
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| But good gotta win in the end, or else jail waits
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| Broken soul cell mates, Followed by hell’s gates
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| For Bad apples sell failure waits in the belly of the beast
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| And it’s never gonna cease till you chose to elevate
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| I’m ready when you are to celebrate, till then I’ll be
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| Waiting for the clouds to part
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| Waiting to be out of the dark
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| If our future’s bright, then the present is overcast
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| And we want it to be over fast, let’s shine
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| Waiting for the clouds to part
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| Waiting to be out of the dark
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| If our future’s bright, then the present is overcast
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| And we want it to be over fast, let’s shine |