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Mario Flemming
Mario Flemming
Schauspieler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jacob A Alvarez
Jacob A Alvarez
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Jest One
Jest One
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Lyrics

My backs against the wall
Trying to keep my head up
It keeps wanting to fall
Time gives no fuck
I'm at an all
Time high
Trying to find
A 9 to 5
It's been 6 months
Since my wife
Began creating life 
It's been 6 months
And I don't have a single dime
Endless temptation
Relentless frustration
Resides in the back of
In my mind
Determination
Keeps me on the grind
Fear of extermination
Keeps me off a shrine
Often times
I wonder
Is this
My design
Often times
I wonder
Is this a sign
Of my decline
Moments like these
Is when a man is defined
My hearts racing
My Head is pounding like a drum
My feet are pacing
But my legs are going numb
When will this end
Where do I even begin
Im at the forefront
On this man hunt
The streets are talking
The streets are calling
Toll free…..
Whispering…….
Come join me
I can get you anything
Your mind desires
I can get you anything
Your soul requires
Just walk my path
And I can teach you the math
I can get you some class
I can get you a ton of cash
I can get you a ton of ass
But little do you know
Shit won't last
It comes and goes
Just as fast
It won't let go
Like a regret
From your past
So I hope you know
Keep your foot on the gas
Cause they have a I'm moment you slow up
That's when the D'evils show up
Your homies pour up
Or you see the back seat
Of a crown Vic….Close up
That's the hustle game
In a nutshell
It's nuts how
We sleep and then bam(sound fx)
You woke up
In hell
Mom dukes is choked up
Cause her son
Is being lowered in the ground
My hearts racing
My Head is pounding like a drum
My feet are pacing
But my legs are going numb
When will this end
Where do I even begin
Im at the forefront
On this man hunt
I'm on the edge
looking over
Wondering
When the pressure
Gonna be over
Nights like these
Just Keep getting colder
On my last pen
When I can be
Out here
Slanging caps
Carrying straps
Like a soldier
The view of a few
Is miscued to the skewd
The new to the shrewd
Is viewed as a jewel
Now you understand
Why I must prevail
My ship to success
Has to set sail
Failure is not an option
But a learning curve
There ain't no stopping
When your soul has an urge
Just To keep dropping
The dopest rhymes
Come to mind
Even though
Its not design
But inclined
When it comes
To being dope
With your rhymes
Everybody
Is always like
Go with the times
I never been that person
I'll keep dropping dimes
That's how
I keep my soul
Locked inside
Written by: Jacob A Alvarez
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