| Can’t get a job anymore cuz I’m a gangbanging Juggalo
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| According to the cop’s report
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| Just wanted in and out of this store
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| Had to return couple of things
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| I’ve purchased from there before
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| Clerk giving me hard time like I committed a crime
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| Onto the line
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| Hand 'em the proof of the purchase
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| But the kid won’t tell and the manager laughs
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| And I’m a thief and I stole it
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| Receipt and I showed it
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| Went down to a deeper emotion
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| To keep me from going up out of my mind
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| So I decided to leave 'em behind
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| But when I try, police have arrived
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| I’m leaving outside like «wonderful guy»
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| Put in a rack and I’m riding
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| I’m thinkin' that «this is the way that I’m treated»
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| I cannot believe it, I’m humble but weakened
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| Sitting inside a precinct
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| Finally, I can see them, talking and kinda kickin'
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| Speaking about my tattoos, classified as a cashew-I'm nutty
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| Cuz a I’m a Juggalo, gang member and bloody
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| The main center arrived
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| «Brought you here to let you know: it’s nothing more than a factor,
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| you being a Juggalo»
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| Life has a weight trying to wear me down
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| And it gets worse every time I turn around
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| (They keep me treating like nothing
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| I feel like I’m drowning and I’m barely surviving)
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| I don’t like the way the world looks right now
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| Wanna leave it all behind but I don’t know how
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| (and down
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| And I’m just hoping that one day I can figure it out)
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| Fuck their opinions and oversights of our living
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| I’m hoping amongst the hatred we find some sense of forgiving
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| I’m hoping that just by taking the first steps of living, we’re reshaping what
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| was deformed at birth, a new beginning, so singing the song of us sinners
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| So many Y’all know the words
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| When they tryna to be overly righteous, that’s feeling absurd
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| Man I’m so tired of all this fighting, shit is wearing me down
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| To the point, I no longer care for «hi"/"hey» out of their mouth
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| I’m depressed on the verge of giving up, but I know no cred
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| I’m just blowing up something lost in the moment and talking shit
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| I wanna leave it all behind but in my mind all I find
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| That I’m alive, and that that means I’m more insane over time
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| Serpent sign, but I’m outta time as they keep passing me by
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| Say they don’t want my head and my hands emotionally tired
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| If they die another day put my hands together and pray
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| There he don’t give me nothing I can’t handle, please take it away
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| Give me strength for goodness' sake to
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| Take the lack of tears and swallowin' fears
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| And the power to move minds put me on the level ahead
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| Life has a way trying to wear me down
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| And it gets worse every time I turn around
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| (They keep me treating like nothing
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| I feel like I’m drowning and I’m barely surviving)
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| I don’t like the way the world looks right now
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| Wanna leave it all behind but I don’t know how
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| (and down
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| And I’m just hoping that one day I can figure it out)
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| Heavenly Father, I’m down on my knees
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| Thinking «why even bother?»
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| Can’t change what they think, stalking above them
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| I’m alone as I can be and I feel like a hostage
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| To everything you believe
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| Anger always seems to get me down
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| I just can’t take it any longer
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| Life keeps on pausing and insanity’s calling
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| And reality falling away from me
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| Can somebody help me?
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| Say a prayer, whoever cares, and kill me
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| You got the weight of the World on your shoulders
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| And you ready to ride or die
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| Don’t let anybody convince you how you live it or how you’re living your life
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| You got the weight of the World on your shoulders
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| And you ready to ride or die
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| Don’t let anybody convince you how you live it or how you’re living your life
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| You got the weight of the World on your shoulders
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| And you ready to ride or die
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| Don’t let anybody convince you how you live it or how you’re living your life
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| You got the weight of the World on your shoulders
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| And you ready to ride or die
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| Don’t let anybody convince you how you live it or how you’re living your life
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| You got the weight of the World on your shoulders
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| And you ready to ride or die
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| Don’t let anybody convince you how you live it or how you’re living your life |