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I got so much trouble on my mind
That I feel like I'm always sleeping with the enemy
But I know the real world always gets the last word
In that's why you gotta kick reality
So don't tease me and try to say I should care
Might as well go out for mine
Cause everybody's going out for thiers

So don't tell me about a fake drug war
Go cut education some more
The people will one day learn and rise
Cause not everyone is out to score

People always ask me why people are all fuckup
At every corner liquor store