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Cracked Pepper
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Adam Calhoun
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Yeah, I've been drug through the mud so much The taste of death to me is better than blood And I'm covered in scars, some days I'm tired But we're openin' the eyes of the blind I'm always... If I did it for the money I'd of never got paid I did it for the love of the game, ayy I ain't tryna hear a f**kin' word that you sayin' Me and you are not the same I ain't take the fast route, y'all pa**ed out I'm out here workin' my a** off You ain't got no cash now, y'all a**ed out Sh*t, look at how fast I pa**ed y'all Goin' hard in the paint, man it's hard to be great Hittin' y'all long range like Hardin today Workin' like a dog like I'm still starvin' today What I got's great but I still want y'all's place Take every strap 'til the last one's gone Whatcha thought this was just another country rap song? You wrong, these white boys rappin' They talk sh*t, we the last ones laughin' To the bank, to the gun store Stackin' up ammo so they can run more Pick 'em off like flies sittin' on the front porch I'm just havin' fun, what the f**k you want war? Call the calvary, don't be mad at me What I make in a week is your f**kin' salary You wanna battle me? Bunch of casualties When I'm all done who gon' have a bigger bag than me? Yeah, I've been drug through the mud so much The taste of death to me is better than blood And I'm covered in scars, some days I'm tired But we're openin' the eyes of the blind I'm always wild I'm always wild I'm always... Came through the flame burnt feet and some blood stains Take aim, kick a**, never take names Threw the bait in the water and I hooked fame In the mirror lookin' back it didn't look the same All the money I obtain, pain still remain In the tame in the game had to brake chains Champagne cocaine with my souls propane Lit the flame couldn't see you when the smoke came Blinded by the bright lights in the crowd Fight night life knock me off my a** nighty night-night On the street feel on feet had to stand up Got boys I gotta raise, I better man up Can't take what the hand us and settle for it Loyalties, law, you never gonna get a medal for it Take me back to the '90s and the teleport 88 in the Delorian with the pedal floored I was born to be a king, hold a heavy sword No choice hear the voice and I'm ready for it Truth is hard to swallow, chokin' on my vocal cords If I'm livin' just to work what am I workin' for? If it's all for the money I'd rather die poor Call it quits, hang me up by my mic cord If I sold my soul prolly get to buy more Tell the labels I refuse to pay the price for it Yeah, I've been drug through the mud so much The taste of death to me is better than blood And I'm covered in scars, some days I'm tired But we're openin' the eyes of the blind I'm always wild I'm always wild I'm always...
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