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i dug in deep and found only broken hearts and shackles
on cut wrists that twitch the walls are redder with sp-ckle
the kid grins screaming and crying within his cackle
he gets whipped riding his hardest without a saddle
he’s got a warrior’s heart, but even still he’s fragile
don’t give ground to demons, but somehow losing the battle
he’s breathless voice being quieted by the l-sso
he’s holding his own but slowly running out of ammo
his tongue is sharper than diamonds but people carry the sheathe
the lone wolf of the island surrounded by other beasts
another nail in his coffin he’s falling down into sleep
he’s always looking for hope, but the light’s out of his reach
abandoned and left for dead his heart turned into iron
people with cold shoulders tried blowing into his fire
the world is just full of vultures they never look in the eye
why is living so hopeless and fear part of design?

to the ones alone and feeling dead like a bone
don’t ever give in to the pain, a villain never can fold
a soul that’s harder than stone and bringing heat to the cold
your eyes are harder than devils ain’t n-body want the smoke
they’ll wrap your neck with a rope
drown you out till you choke
put a gun to your temple and let your cranium blow
or maybe you were forgotten
ain’t even worth their aggression
is it better to die with friends
or keep on living alone?

they say life is priceless
well some would disagree
how many bodies are sold in how many industries
how many people are bound to a life full of misery
how many bullets required to set a prisoner free
they told the kid to shut up, be quiet when they would speak
the words followed by violence and halls echoed with screams
the world is often cruel and so terrible to the weak
the poor will die from hunger the rich for hiding feasts

gun violence and drugs
gang leaders and thugs
racism and trucks
of officers staying tucked
in the hood firing slugs
and putting brothers in cuffs
fathers leaving their families
kids grow without love
i’m sick of seeing oppression
kids die from depression
yet the cycle continues
n-body’s learning the lesson
i’m sorry they broke your nerve
and now you’re going unheard
for you i’m writing these words
and spitting them in a verse

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