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ghostyghost

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Lyrics

Verse 1

Woke up to the sound of sirens screaming at my window

Life is a game of chance

Look at the motherfuckin' hunger in the eyes of my kinfolk

Nobody wants to give us a chance

They keep building up the prisons instead of the schools

Tryna lock a nigga down like a common criminal

While we out here dying under different sets of rules

Situation critical

This world is cynical

Pre-Chorus

Lookin' at the gutter see the struggle so clear

Praying for some mercy while we living in fear

Trying to survive through another long year

Shedding a quiet tear

Chorus

Motherfuckin' system keeps grinding on the soul

Looking for a way to break the control

Streets got a rhythm that nobody can hold

Trying to turn our copper into gold

Life in the project got me feeling so cold

Looking for a way to break the control

Verse 2

Brenda's little sister's gotta feed a new mouth

Bills are piling high

Every single strategy heading way south

Only god can hear us cry

Enemies circling while I sip my Hennessy

Counting all the funerals on a single block

Lord grant a nigga a moment of serenity

Waiting for the ticking clock

Heart hard like a rock

Pre-Chorus

Lookin' at the gutter see the struggle so clear

Praying for some mercy while we living in fear

Trying to survive through another long year

Shedding a quiet tear

Chorus

Motherfuckin' system keeps grinding on the soul

Looking for a way to break the control

Streets got a rhythm that nobody can hold

Trying to turn our copper into gold

Life in the project got me feeling so cold

Looking for a way to break the control

Bridge

Dear Mama don't you worry about the mess

Doing what I gotta do to deal with all the stress

The devil tryna put me through a motherfuckin' test

Keep my head up high

Even when the bullets fly

Fuck the world 'til I die

Ain't no reason left to lie

Chorus

Motherfuckin' system keeps grinding on the soul

Looking for a way to break the control

Streets got a rhythm that nobody can hold

Trying to turn our copper into gold

Life in the project got me feeling so cold

Looking for a way to break the control

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