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letra de the sheep look up - devilish trio

[baker]
i remember those nights of goin’ hungry wishin’ i could be so rich
wakin’ up early every morning
man like f-ck i hate this sh-t
smoking bud all by myself
the neighborhood is where i’m found
the headphones bumpin’ in my ears like there is no one else around

a cigarette to ease the stress i burn the day away in vain
ain’t got no guidance in my life this youthful strife it brings me pain
what the f-ck i’m supposed to do this minimum wage just ain’t enough
the times were tough but i grew up and gained some nuts and knuckled up

make the best with what you’re given
face ya fears and show ya heart
if you get knocked to the ground just dust yourself off and restart
what i tell myself to keep me sane i need the strength to find my way
wasn’t raised to be no b-tch
i hold my chin high till this day

with an overbearing sometimes manic att-tude
my words so rude
the ones in charge can’t seem to stand it cause i ain’t no f-ckin’ fool
you’re just a tool if you believe that there ain’t more than what we see
explore your life before it ends there ain’t no second chances to breathe
no need to give up on this world
see we all have our problems
what are we supposed to do when we’re surrounded by the dramas
of those others who may suffer on this earth it feels so cold
the future’s looking dim my friend so now you’ve been awoke

hydra
thinkin’ on those times feelin’ lonely
wishin’ i could disappear
off in my room actin’ crazy
mane like f-ck i hate this sh-t
but now that i’m grown, i swear i miss the simple problems as a kid
all these bills they creep up on us then you’re gone
this life’s a b-tch
everyday is such a struggle
so i smoke this f-ckin’ weed to my head
n0body knows i’m fighting a sickness
i tend to just keep to myself
the path that i’ve chosen has lead to this
so i walk with my chin up and p-ss in the wind
as long as my brothers are here by my side
i will never let go till we finish ’em
still sometimes i wake up early in the mornin’
like how in the h-ll did i make it through the night
i know my pops ain’t raise no b-tch
but mane it’s hard to keep surviving when the system wants you dead
i guess i’ll work this 9 to 5 until i lose my breath
it doesn’t matter how bad you think you got it
i promise there’s somewhere worse
so quit the crawlin’
get back on them feet
the devil eventually comes for us all
you can’t escape from evil
so sw-ng your fists and break ’em off before you fall beneath
no need to give up on this world
see we all have our problems
what is a man to do when all we have are broken options
everyone is bound to suffer on this earth
it feels so cold
the future’s lookin’ dim my friend
your fate, it can’t be chosen

- devilish trio

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