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Song Lyrics:

verse 1| - its hard to give a fuck when you got nothing to live for - everything you do just seems to be unfruitful - as time goes on that gun seems hopeful - and you just hoping that someone trys to stop you - thinking about the time when a kaffer had it all - a kaffer had to grow up so a kaffer lost it all - I know I got potential, why the fuck did I get a job - doing a nine to five, I hope it doesn't last long |verse 2| - distributing pamphlets for 20 bucks an hour - and in a day I only had to do 2 hours - equipment ain't cheap so I gadda do the hours - and no favors, mastering takes hours - last year was crappy, this year still shitty - all I do is music without getting a penny - ma'fuckers saying my shit is just too pricy - thinking I'll drop my shit, close to nothing - what you know bout, permanent apitite - I be looking like, he be running miles - skinny like, he ain't never had a bite - and I be dreaming like, I should be flying high - what you know about, selling head headphones - what you know about, selling weed to get a bite - what you know about, living a lie - what you know about, being at the rock bottom |verse 3| - I had to keep it real on this one, no gymics - you gadda get to know me by listening to my lyrics - what you hear is you get, I kept it 100 - at the end of the tape you gadda know who's mindless - I'm the only one that keep it real smoking weed I had to quit - selling weed I had to stop the money wasn't good enough -I never really had to hustle buh don't think I was ever rich - I did it coz I liked it I like independency - I had enough for only me to others I was broke - no chick ever wannet me I was a trophy though -I never hustled for them ladies I look good bruh -I got every chick I wannet, till I had to move - now I'm at a rock bottom, it feels bad bruh - its almost like me and money got some bad blood - . . . I gadda fight the system - or, make it work towards my favour

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