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I Don't Give a Fuck, I am not Picking Up
no more excuses,
I'll get thru this,
hungry for change,
watch me do this,
i don't give two shits,
call me foolish,
i am up in my head like Confucius,
i may look stupid,
but at least I'm not using,
reality is just as confusing,
i am used to losing,
i thought it was cool
to be twisted and bent,
i spent an arm and a leg,
but i was never content,
I'll give you my two cents
I need to vent my core,
i see that less is more,
I know that for sure,
just look at Brad before,
now i roar into war,
like a fucking dinosaur!
i want this so bad,
I'll make this flow snap,
and throw it back
for my homies up in ash,
you can put me on blast
as long as it lasts,
i feed off that shit,
I admit I am a hypocrite,
sick with it but getting better,
most nights my conscious light as a feather,
i will remember this pain for fucking ever!
I more than dabbled and quit,
now i scream fuck the establishment,
what is the matter with it?
people put to prison
a capitalized system
criminalizing an addict's mind,
for dollar signs is the vision,
exploiting a disease of decision,
They made a war on drugs,
we caught some convictions,
Labeled us whores and thugs,
They got what they scripted,
I am viciously descriptive,
They are consistently wicked,
Dismissing how i was living
i didn't fucking ask for this addiction
I'll get thru this,
hungry for change,
watch me do this,
i don't give two shits,
call me foolish,
i am up in my head like Confucius,
i may look stupid,
but at least I'm not using,
reality is just as confusing,
i am used to losing,
i thought it was cool
to be twisted and bent,
i spent an arm and a leg,
but i was never content,
I'll give you my two cents
I need to vent my core,
i see that less is more,
I know that for sure,
just look at Brad before,
now i roar into war,
like a fucking dinosaur!
i want this so bad,
I'll make this flow snap,
and throw it back
for my homies up in ash,
you can put me on blast
as long as it lasts,
i feed off that shit,
I admit I am a hypocrite,
sick with it but getting better,
most nights my conscious light as a feather,
i will remember this pain for fucking ever!
I more than dabbled and quit,
now i scream fuck the establishment,
what is the matter with it?
people put to prison
a capitalized system
criminalizing an addict's mind,
for dollar signs is the vision,
exploiting a disease of decision,
They made a war on drugs,
we caught some convictions,
Labeled us whores and thugs,
They got what they scripted,
I am viciously descriptive,
They are consistently wicked,
Dismissing how i was living
i didn't fucking ask for this addiction
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