Feed - bigray who want it *plz copy n paste
No slow demonstrations finally motivation to get making
A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred
Weighing on my self like a scale is my health the true hell
Is myself contemplative how to be something else
Like a transformation from drugs to employed placement
With funds, Im really sicka the drugs i mean im truly addicted
So if i stay in an uplifting position for my existence
Ill exist with a raised fist before the fishes eat my carcass
And have a job and a conscience is it farfetched
No im strong enough screaming i wanna die from belief
Sweating in my sleep dreams of losing what i keep
Gotta believe in my self you cant need a team
Become a coach designer of body bags and coca leaves
No way thats not for me i just need a J.O.B
Like steve i need a clue man your really telling me?
Im just admitting it im not lying no more
If i was id lose beef with the 94 dinosaur
But honestly hes right no need to cry and be sore
Just gotta be a fighter with no styles that bore
Meaning take it how its given take a chance at livin
Living to die is fucking everyones intention
Its all up to memories to make it worth the ending
And sadly money makes life amount by spending
If born as if sex was trending food lending
by government just to shove u quick in a hole again
Loving it so hold it in till you just turn purple
Life is so hurtful but permanently purposeful