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what kind of life? - kid jackie lyrics

[verse]
what kind of life starts and ends like this?
we keep on making changes so that everyone can live
other people mess it up so no one at the crib
i may be acting out but that’s not something i did
it ain’t my fault that we keep making mistakes
it ain’t my fault that we ruin the sh*t we take
we put it back, we hope that they don’t notice
we put i back, we hope that they won’t show us
i’m from a city of sh*t that could happen at any time if in the streets
i got a k!ller in my pocket, a few numbers are all i need
dont need no clip, don’t start no sh*t
the peaceful resolution, it is
hiding my b*tch from all of my friends
cos if they know, she’ll meet her end
we can’t pretend that this will work
if we keep going we know it’ll hurt
what is this love? what is it worth?
all in my veins, this blood is their thirst
if i get caught on the wrong side of the road
a couple cars go by, no one will know
all in my bag, i’m moving quick
the nicest of people giving me the sh*ts
let go of my hand, i don’t need help
i don’t need help, i don’t need help
they feeding the kids to the drugs
needing a hit more than they needing their moms
all from their parents, i guess they allow that sh*t
for some it’s worse, they encouraging it
what kind of life, leads people down a stagnant road
what kind of life, leaves people in standby mode
a lot of people just waiting to be whisked away
i can’t tell you if it’ll happen but it’s not today
i make ms, i make enemies
i got friends, they all the same to me
the line is skating thin ice
what’s the difference ‘tween your friend and your vice
acting so nice, they take that for weakness
getting beat up and just left for the weekend
puffs of smoke, it ain’t from the working
buying some burken, wonder what’s hurting
your card and your lungs, and that’s the best ones
if you get out of the way that makes you a target
what have you got? what are you hiding?
wrote this sh*t, look out my window
so many places that i ain’t been to
wouldn’t trade my start for anything, that’s for sure
but when i grow up, i’ll see new things i haven’t before
i’m almost fifteen got a whole life ahead of me
i’m almost fifteen, got a road of sh*t, i’m waiting for it

- kid jackie lyrics

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