| On my life
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| I’m tired of those men who always make you cry
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| I say, on my life
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| I ain’t talking love, I’m talking about cash
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| I swear, on my life
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| I ain’t talking love, I’m talking about cash
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| I’m tired of your lies
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| Why you’re drinking everynight?
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| Never heard you pray before
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| And why they’re knocking on our door?
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| Wanna take the studio
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| All my sacrifices, no
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| I can’t believe it’s happening
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| But shit is real and life is mean
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| I see all the pain on your shoulders
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| I know you wanna take the gun
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| Mama, I’m gonna fuck this game up
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| They’ll all remember who’s your son
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| I swear, on my life
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| I’m tired of those men who always make you cry
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| I said, on my life
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| I ain’t talking love, I’m talking about cash
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| Let’s go downtown, it’s been a while
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| Another court that’s our lifestyle
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| Always pushing back that deadline
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| Pendulum still runs for my life
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| No, for now, Sir we cannot pay
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| Once again we need your delay
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| Problems been with us for too long
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| But I know soon they’ll go away
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| Away.
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| I see all the pain on your shoulders
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| I know you wanna take the gun
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| Mama, I’m gonna fuck this game up
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| They’ll all remember who’s your son
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| I swear, on my life
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| I’m tired of those men who always make you cry
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| I said, on my life
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| I ain’t talking love, I’m talking about cash |