Die.

Face down, bottles bottoms up.

Worked so hard, we made our own luck.

You can't fuck with us and maintain our trust.

You gotta cook for long to maintain our crust.

The land is so pure, you might drown

Mind above clouds, ego touching ground.

Listening to the nature, Heart touching sounds.

Once I fell so deep down, sky touching bounce.

Sacrifice is a star quality, you won't know it.

You always had the chance, but you always blow it.

The life that you hate now is what you chose bitch.

All you is talk talk, telling people "why you can't do" stories.

You bore me! I do this not to show you, I show me.

This job's got way too personal for me, I got choosy.

And my story is a real fucking story, if you wanna prove me wrong, please show me.

I ain't just talking.

I mean for my mothafuckin country I would die die die.

For my MF homies I would die die die.

For my mF fam I would die die die.

For my MF city I would die die die.

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