Letras
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Some get trampled in the race
I hear no complaints, let's go
He on some kid shit like Velcro
It's just me and the void, two free throws, I split
Tobacco ash in an empty pit, reload and try again, I'm quick
It's that time of the year where the big wigs stop making sense
No matter the casualties, that's money well spent
I touch the kettle, get burned and touch it again, it was always a question of when
Watch the walls cave and bend
He articulates sins, desensitized to the brim, limbs extend to protect the rim
Not enough guap to play the game, never enough time to rehearse what to say
Next thing you know you're tap dancing for the white man on the stage
Nameless and estranged
Applause elicits an untamed pain
There's nothing to do but smile wide and dance
Ignorance exposed, exploits unopposed
The enraged underbelly grows
Eyes wide open, lined up in imperfect rows
We rode until we were saved
Knowingly sip the Kool-Aid, no shame, expressions fade
Your car goes fast, but mine smells fear
Spontaneous dogfight, what a delight, they brought guns and we brought spears
My cabin uninsulated, cause of death debated, there was no point in saving
To reach enlightenment, I must rid myself of needless craving
The fine line between betrayal and the perfect design
It takes time
It's just me, myself, and whoever's next to resign
Traversed through pine with no destination in mind
The perfect crime, can't afford that
Last words embroidered on the doormat