Golden Trophy

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I was desperate for credit on the field
entitled to a title
gripping for survival as one of the greats
put the pedal to the metal
and gave it a hundred
so I could say that I done it
and throw it up in they face
 
sickness is ignited
gotta beat this laryngitis
to mow over everybody
till they choke and need the Heimlich
now there is a poor soul
whip done in a sling
with his blood on my hands
as I hand him the trophy
 
lifes like that too
everybody gunning
tryna out do
beat their neighbors to a pulp
like they OJ
shoot em in the leg like a 42
 
now I dont got guns
I can load up in the chopper
but I got a pride
thats gotta get shotgunned
 
So I do this for God and country
watch me break my Golden Trophy

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