life through my bloodshot eyes
would scare a square to death
poverty, murder, violence
and never a moment to rest
fun and games are few
but tresured like gold to me
only cause i realize that i have to return to my poverty
but do not forget that my soul will not exist
unless my destiny comes through
and puts an end to all this
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