in a world full of phonys
my spirit on fire peace is my home high as the sky rest on my dome not letting things slide in a world full of foes peps by my side thru my highs and my lows pain feel way too deep feel like I'm fast asleep wolves acting like sheep my soul is for God to keep things aren't what they seem niggas be acting so green oh yeah, my pain quiet while I bleed strength so silent PTSD peps act different full of greed full of greed and they scheme staying alert in a world full of fraud treated like dirt created by god pain on my shirt done by peps so odd
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