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My Morning Jacket One In The Same

or a job or a dream but then all three are one in the same and ALL then are one in the same and all us are one in the same

or a job or a dream but then all three are one in the same and ALL then are one in the same and all us are one in the same

I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask myself is life worth living should I blast myself? I'm tired of bein' poor & even worse I'm black my

morning gun-fire Another day another scar to acquire Jumped out my bed tried to break my alarm Took a shower and then I strapped on my firearm Grab my

the ghetto From my block to your block (my block to your block) From my set to your set (my set to your set) It be the same ol' shit Nation wide Look [

Dressed in my black, wearin' makeup on my face so a nigga can't be seen in the spotlight Stole two cars, and I parked one north Parked one east for the

had the same face of a nigga and i (looked) like a nigga kicked his throat nine hoes and that he missen reffer one step and my nine went bang got rough

but we move with the same Hoodied up in the shadow night life knows my name Similiar to Batman call me Bruce Wayne But my wings made of fire, inhale the

one treats everything the sun seek I'm hollering, can't help, I'm hungry I cake rap, bake rap, sack rap, trap rap Same shoes, same shirt, the same work, the same