someday im gonna pass
time
will tell
im going to be walking
down a cold street
wit nothing but L's
no one around
just me some green
uh clip
walking lifeless
waiting to trip
ready to fall
into a pit
and dance with rebels
cowards
that couldn't live there life
crime less
sold there souls to the devil
for something so
life less
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