Working for the devil
Every day of my life
Paycheck to paycheck
No end in sight
Everydays the same
Everydays a fucking fight
By my hands you will pay the price
Work my hands to the bone
While you bask in fucking bliss
We are not the the same
I’m out here drowning in this shit
Next time i punch off the clock
I swear that’s fucking it
Catch you in the parking lot
Your head I’ll fucking split
Make a bet
With your lack of respect
The cards are stacked
Karmas come to collect
All my dreams are dead BEEN DEAD
Years of built up rage crashing down on your fucking head
Born into nothing there’s no hope in this life
Living every day in this lower class strife
Murder on my conscience I ain’t gettin in heaven
So much traffic in my house it’s like a 7/11
38 by my belly, put yo ass in the dirt
Got some killers ridin with me put a bitch on a shirt
Make a bet
With your lack of respect
The cards are stacked
Karmas come to collect
Tell me how you want me
Tell me how you want this to feel
My brotha
You don’t wanna feel pain
You don’t wanna see life
But This is how’s it’s gotta be
Mothafucka
You put yourself in danger now I’m taking your life
You couldn’t rest in peace
So now you’re paying the price
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