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Feb 2020
It's getting too late
Time to create
Separate the weight
Pulling you down
Like doubt and hate
We're surrounded by sound of the snakes
Got another hundred thousand to make
I ain't talkin' about money
I'm talking mistakes
Made my momma cry
That's enough for the day
Take me out in your mouth if you've got something to say
I think it's a shame
If you ain't livin' a life like mine
I understand why you don't understand
I'm fine, i'm doing 9 out of 10
I ain't losing none cause I am the one
I am the one, I am the one, I am



Your rhymes won't make it in time
Even if you sniff some solvent and you thought that you were super sonic
I saw all of it, yet I couldn't solve it
Ain't talkin' like you shouldn't bother
Reach the farthest just so somebody could go farther
Your father fish in the sea turned into another pearl harbor
All the sons left will turn to fathers
Some sons learn only sunburns
Cause we got no one to look up to but us son
Gothboy
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Gothboy  17/M/somewhere in earth
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