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I Strive For The Worlds Acceptance But Get Declined..
I Struggle To Survive In Life, Collect Every Nickle and Dime..
I Ask For Perservance and The Assistance Of Higher Class..
But It's Like Swallowing Glass To Stay In Middle Class..
Once A Teenage Dream, Football Star, HighsMen Trophy..
But Credit Cards, No College, The Debt Is Choking Me..
No Future It Seems For My Non-Educated Lazy Ass..
I Dipict Loyality To Those Who Have The Needs To Last..
like the swallowin glass...nice metiphore,good portray of struggle so far..
I Fight For Food, Shelter, and The Torn Clothes On My Back..
I Don't Know Why I Live, For My Dreams Seem To Be Off Track..
My Reality Can't Be Real, These Demons Have To Be Fiction..
They Curse Me, I Do What I Must To Stay Warm, Create Friction..
Rub My Hands Together To Keep My Low-Blood Circulating..
Why The Fuck You Hating? Can't You See I'm Trying To Make It..
Low Standards? Who You Think You Are To Make Those Judgements..
I Live The Same Way You Do Just Diffrent Concepts Of Budgets..
I May Creep Threw The Streets In A Mis-Draught Form..But..
We Were All Brought Into This World From The Womb Being Born..
I like 'd the concept's budget's bar, got a lil carried away wit the blood ciculatin tho...not science class bro...
You Believe In Your Heart That Your Suit Makes You Better?..
You Cold-Hearted Bastard..I Don't Need Charity Fuck Ya Chedda..
I May Be At The Bottom of Bottoms and I Can't Sink Any Further..
Just Maybe I Can Suceed If I Take My Brain and Heart and Merge'm..
Nice closing bars.....left on a up'note wit good multi's......

Overall- I like'd it, You started strong an finished strong. A lil shaky in the middle but overall it wasnt a bad topical.....stayed on topic...nice

Deadly
Reminisce on the deceased, wondering about having peace..
Lost lives on the streets, motionless bodies on concrete..
From my first breath all my steps were already planned and known..
On this Earth I am not free to roam but confined within extremist zones..
What do you do when someone has a gun, best move is to run..
Don't defend, you'll be a lost son, we don't want to lose another one..
Brings to mind Big, Pac and Biggie, all of a sudden the fun is done..
lil off topic....your struggle's turned into Biggie-n-2Pac's
But now our lives turned glummy, after hearing news of a fallen buddy..
It's so hard to suceed in survival, almost impossible to turn a smile..
Only the fittest survive! every ssecond of life is worth a while..
It hurts a whole damn lot, nobody helps including the cops..
This needs to stop, depressing witnessing another brother drop..
I like this last line..the other's flwo kinda threw me off, the multi's an all
I Guess all of these crimes is stressing, terribly depressing..
Jfk Shooting, Nobody confessing, either way they were messing..
This pain needs to end quick, this shit is beginning to make me sick..
It's just un-believable like a flick, anybody can solve the trick..
You Know what is worse, that we all came from mother earth..
It seems like we were cursed, to seeing murders since birth..
why u talkin bout JFK?chill wit the multi's
What is all this worth?, just a struggle, hard to remain humble...
Our lives are ready to crumble, starting to tumble in this trouble..
Eventually I am not afraid to be freed from this evil existence..
Death doesn’t scare me, cuz paradise awaits in the distance..
So we only have memories today, of people who paved the way..
People like our close ones I'd say, only move left is to pray..
Good closing...the multi's were alot better here. More flow. Nice close

Overall I'd say a tad sub-par. You had a few good moments, but alot was off topic an your multi's hurt your flo. Ok verse, nothing special tho....

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