Isolation

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Isolation ya ya
death to the nation ya ya
no negation ya ya
It's a situation
that we can't, better be able to play the cards dealt
I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt
lookin for so wealth
never been alone
Now i'm in the zone
away from the people
none of us are equal
all fucking evil
deal with every fucking weasel
Now most of us be rootin' for this evil
I coulda swore i was pretty peaceful
but nothings ever that simple anymore
We tote toast like we cheerful
When people speak it's just another ear full
I leave this and hope god see my heart is pure
I'm going hard for the days i was piss poor
say anything else and i just risk more
nures the lockin up the door
leaving me to suffer on the floor
{HOOK X2}
locked in ward,
This isnt just me braggin for the record
No dirt weed, give me purp with no seeds, please applause

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