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Stuck
I'm like a lion Tryin to be trained to behave in a cage, but I wasnt born to be tame Full of stress and rage Im compressed and chained Infected with depression beCause I cant catch a break Lifes taste is so tart In pain from my scars Stained by lame luck Stuck behind apace car I strive to write But all I can type is the space bar I'm Pervaded with doubt About to freakout Quick Someone bail me out I would sniff my way out but I got this cyst on my snout From 6 years of this drought Im sittin with this could of pout Stickin to me like jam from a can like melted candy in your hand I'M a pantree full of Spam A Letter without the stamp A debtor without a plan Like chicken on a pan without any Pam, Damn I'm starting to get pissed I got to devise a plan, before I break my fist, Punching this brick wall, I got the spit but no ball got the wits with no squall, like a toliet with no stall Slippin in a pit fall, Shiz just snow balls I want to brawl, missed last call My Stick shift just stalled, This lawl has no intention at stopin at all And I'm kicking myself in the balls like old men walking up and down the halls so i flop, just like a dust mop Now i got knots in my food box The size of king kongs rocks and Every door has been locked I try to soar but its all for not
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