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Can't afford to live like the ones before me Can't bare to stand the city I was born in Getting tired of performing Got em screaming like they know me Like it's me and global warming Sick and tired of just coping Making moments I conform to I can feel my self corroding Losing what I built my hope to Damn it kills my body's lost you Did this to me and it's showing I can't get up and keep going I can't get up and keep going God damn I'm fucking broken Undertones of a hatred lost Can't understand your fucking love We gotta love lost kinda lust With no love left Just space between us The kinda lines we fucking crossed Got us feeling like we're fucking dust Ain't no time left With our fingers crossed That Trigger heavy kind of house bust My niggers leverage the hate they bring They know they gonna need it when they can't ring Cause of the hate you bring Yeah, its the hate you bring