Chasing paper as days rotate... Watching life get away in the expressions upon the face... N time never stands still to get ahead of the game... One wrong step n behind we go becoming too late... In a world made if greed n fame... The struggle forces one to wanna escape... Riding solo goin on about our way... Seems running down notes isn't jus a song written so great... Talking about being caught up in the system unwilling to be tamed... As there's only one thing that makes the pain go away...
Lining the pockets to know everything gonna be ok... Locked in to a financial circus tryin not to go insane... N the sad things is friends are fuckin hard to be made... Lookin at classifications that sperated mindsets that blame a racial hate... Unable to understand legal lifestyles for hard work truly pays... Even though it's never enough to enjoy the claim... Legal matters force a divide here using labels n calling names... Entities pretend to be in the flesh as minds remain in vain... Lost on how to adapt to contracts bring up the talk of imaginary gates... N to use what's been put in place many don't know how to step away from being afraid... Working in an enslaved way of life trapped n tamed... Civilized animals in a concrete jungle playing on another level of shame... Humanity has fallen to the dollar as even emotion has been raped... Raising the bar to be cut throat for nothings free worth having beneath the rain... Pouring from eyes at the bottom looking up as eyes are rinsed bit never free of the restrictions of chains... Knowing the mentality of cruelty isn't right as selfish needs to survive place blame... All in the act of a fed dream where the riches are everything to live a lil better taking the bait...
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