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Soul searching is hard to do when you're faced with lies,
If you're hurting for the night, when the sun comes up, chase the rise.
Do you even get this lyric? Or are you too crazed and high?
I sing it, do you hear it, put the drugs down, don't outphase the sky..
Like, What would you do for a blunt now, or drugs now, or a drink soon?
Would you sink to the level of "dump down" or put your life in doom?
You would? How bout your friends, them too? You're fuckin twelve...
You shouldn't be worrying about men or drugs to sell,
You bought those, so let me tell and sell you something else,
Dude Hop was right when he yelled "Y'all is cockthirsty",
and it's true, he was right, y'all got herpes, (and early!)
You heard me, it isn't spite, these kids isn't worthy,
Y'all ain't the future, it ain't right, too undeserving.
ya I'm hurting, I'm angry, mad, I'm represented by you,
Turning my back on this sad, demented excuse for a "youth"
Truth is you probably ain't gonna amount to shit,
Ludicrous to think but y'all dumb, barely count to six.
Oh and I'm prick? Fuck that and fuck you, you deserve it,
you heard it, over the slurps of you sucking the dick (Baby work it!)
You wanna act like an adult at tweleve, fourteen? Back to earth bitch.
You can't be a hooker at ten, no shit to sell, and you can't swerve it.