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sad story, might find it boring, lost his mum to a drug named heroin, father's gone, so grandma's left with everything, two grandkids and a daughter's coffin, i never really knew him when he was growin' up, but i assumed that it was a little fucked, no parents for him to look up to, just a brother whom i know was a dodgy fuck, later on, second school and, you would probably call us friends, but, a more appropriate word is a social acquaintance, 'cause if i'm honest i never really gave a shit, i used to think he was a dick, he tried to hard to fit, and never grew out of it, now he don't talk too much, talk too much, he's probably givin' up, givin' up, i think he's had enough, had enough, 'cause he ran out of luck, out of luck, now he don't talk too much, talk too much, he's probably givin' up, givin' up, i think he's had enough, had enough, 'cause he ran out of luck, out of luck, never left his hometown, that's what probably did it, never saw the other worlds, so he didn't want to go and get it, occupied by fitting in where minds, are small west, small things, make these small kings feel so tall, will he ever change?, well apparently, he reapplied for college and was waiting for his grades, would that help his case?, oh, i couldn't ever say, now he don't talk too much, talk too much, he's probably given up, given up, i think he's had enough, had enough, 'cause he ran out of luck, out of luck, now he don't talk too much, talk too much, he's probably given up, given up, i think he's had enough, had enough, 'cause he ran out of luck, out of luck, but wait my light's out, a night out, brothers in town, some doubt, a few fights now, now kicked out clubs, shit the sun's up, one look's all it took for his girl to cuss at another, dudes being dudes, they blow at the chest to impress these breasts, that'd just started this mess, they must protect the damsel in distress, so other girl's man decides to clench his fists, and then he threw and missed, brother's hit, as did his, dropped him quick, then one kick to the head, oh shit, other man is dead, now he don't talk too much, talk too much, he's probably given up, given up, i think he's had enough, had enough, 'cause he ran out of luck, out of luck, now he don't talk too much, talk too much, he's probably given up, given up, i think he's had enough, had enough, 'cause he ran out of luck, out of luck, and now he's locked away, twenty-one years of age, how many lives must go to waste?, as far as graves, until i see some fucking change, and i don't even know how, we continue to, fight one another now, now he don't talk too much, talk too much, he's probably given up, given up, i think he's had enough, had enough, 'cause he ran out of luck, out of luck, now he don't talk too much, talk too much, he's probably given up, given up, i think he's had enough, had enough, 'cause he ran out of luck, out of luck, now he don't talk too much, talk too much, he's probably given up, given up, i think he's had enough, had enough, 'cause he ran out of luck, out of luck, life is so precious, well, sometimes i forget, but hell, when i see death
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Artist: suleiman, ady