Nostalgia

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I miss the good times, Now we get the hood vibes,
Where did they go, Nobody knows.
In a city where the majority are my foes,
In a world where the population stay stuck froze. [x2]
 
I wonder where the time went, Yeah, That was time spent,
I regret the evil that I used to represent, I changed my new ways,
I didn't meant to offend But as they say the best defense is offense.
As I see these friends turn to fake friends, true ones remain now,
I reveal my real intent, I came into the game so vicious to an extent,
But now I realized this game is not to rent, The time that you invest,
So that you can be the best, Cannot go unignored,
You will feel guilty in your chest. So I've became obsessed, My friends
think I'm possessed, But really I'm depressed, It's alot that I digest,
 
My mind is in a prison, gotta think outside that box, Look up to the sky,
And stop kicking all them rocks, Searching through a loop of keys
all for different locks. You can get there even if your dream's unorthodox.
 
I miss the good times, Now we get the hood vibes,
Where did they go, Nobody knows.
In a city where the majority are my foes,
In a world where the population stay stuck froze. [x2]

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