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2 am in my hostel bed, my eyes them red, my belly aint fed, |
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I got butter but |
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I aint got bread and |
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I m smoking on my last cigarette. |
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I aint got creds |
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I can t make calls, got no papers |
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I got no jewels. |
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Got debts up to my eyeballs who made these rules, it s a catch 22. |
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Christmas soon come and |
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I got no funds but what s |
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Christmas if you aint at mums. |
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What I m spose to do sit here and wait for this little |
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JSA. No blasted way, |
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I m a call |
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G and get a food on conceit or use my giro and by a 16th,now that s small time but |
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I got to make p s, |
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I m so hungry man |
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I just gotta eat and 2 a certain degree, |
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I m intrigued by these streets, they say misery loves company and |
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I m so comfy |
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I could fall asleep but |
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I can t do that. |
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I m surrounded by cats, filthy cats sitting in steps with cat size rats. |
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Yep it s a fact |
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I m truly lost now, will |
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I end up where |
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I can t be found. |
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When life hits you with issues, |
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Makes you wanna cry and wet tissues, |
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Wondering who s really with you, what you gonna do, |
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When it gets a dramatic, and its over the top like bad acting, |
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Sinking ship and you re the captain, |
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What you gonna do |
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All this abusing becoming amusing, the harsh reality becoming alluring, |
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The life I m choosing won t stop moving and |
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I m refusing any kind of curing. |
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Cause see right now this papers moving and to be honest this papers ruling. |
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If God say s it s the demon |
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I believe him, cause what |
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I m doing for him you could call appalling. |
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But there no such things as half way crook, so |
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I pay cash and got my seat book, |
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As i approach the peer i got no fear, |
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Men women and especially gays. |
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I m getting more lost by the day, the deeper |
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I go the harder to find my way, |
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I know the blair witch |
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I seen her yesterday, she collapsed naked on the bed with a needle in her crotches |
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And the baby sniffles as he watches, but that aint nothing new. |
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He s always sniffling, always got a cold, yea that s what crack l do, |
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Peek a boo, |
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I seen you, doing what your people s don t know you do, |
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But neither does mind and right now |
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I m not sure |
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I mind cause right now |
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I don t get my mind. |
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When life hits you with issues, makes you wanna cry and wet tissues, |
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Wondering who s really with you, what you gonna do, |
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When it gets all dramatic, and its over the top like bad acting, |
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Sinking ship and you re the captain, what you gonna do |
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What you gonna do when things, |
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Get on top just like a swing |
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And you tired of arguing, saying the same things |
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What you gonna do when things, |
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Get on top just like a swing |
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And you tired of arguing, saying the same things |
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Searching searching |
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I just been searching searching |
