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Floor 15
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No more deliberating I made my way through the door, the only one on this floor [Darby] This is what you came to do nigga Can't bitch up now nigga Through the dark I see a black box on the table Illuminated by a lamp but the image was still unstable Wait [Darby] [?] I can't see shit Is that him? I creep my way through the quiet room No furniture, no windows, no bodyguards, no firing squad And I find it odd Nobody's here to protect the one behind it all I got closer and see a man with a golden crown No, golden thorns, streams of blood rolling down What the f*ck I grab my gun and grab my sword He was staring at the ceiling like he was praying to the lord I call him [Darby] Meisei! I've come all this way for answers Tell me why my city feels like a third world country Tell me why the f*cking world don't love me Tell me why health care is such a joke, give me one reason Mothers die from cancer cause they can't afford the treatment They work themselves to death hoping that they might receive it In this cold cold world they tell me that I'm just anemic It's appropriate that I grab this iron So your choke hold on this world will only be a wrinkle in time Listen close and let it sink in your mind Your people were starving, you ain't bring us dime You just raised taxes and paraded our misfortune around on television like we're paid actors But this ain't no movie is it You're so smug about that position that you were given Ain't no love, just consequences, a ruthless mission I wonder how the landscape would change if you were missing Only way you would listen Far too often, by the time the blood has cooled The brain is left wishing for a more hesitant hand
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