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Lost in the game

What's it like to be poor?
It fuckin sucks
Every day you wake up
Outta luck
World's fucked up
So you can't catch a break
But you need a break
Cause you bout to break
But you can't
you got ends to make

In my opinion
 this is what creates hate.
 plus they don't educate,
 That ain't my fate,
 but let's face it
the world's moving at a faster pace
ain't no time to waste, no time to wait,
 but ain't no time to make
what it takes to escape the rat race.
 
so I pontificate
 but only to those awake
who cant erase the fake in they way
 but still relate to what I say

See  I'd rather die
 than reside in disguise
 aside a pile of pride,
 you and I, are two of a kind.
 decide to defy,
 Your lies define
Intentions behind,
And I refuse to be blind
 
Darkness shines in your eyes
 so I reprise my will to rise
Written by _a_lee
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