Late night, can’t sleep Looking up at the sky I’m sick of this shit but I ain’t ready to die I’m not from this planet I just can’t grasp it There’s more to life but I can’t seem to have it Chez didn’t make it, What’s that mean for me? I was born numb and I can’t get free I won’t take a plea But we did the dirt They killed our boy OJ And they shot first I almost missed the first show I was locked up When you stuck in county You don’t feel so tough So every day y’all become the better version of me So peep a little game cause livin ain’t free RIP the Big Bennington, rest well, king I’ll see you in the end
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