Intrepid II
I've gotta free my mind but careful not to lose it
A brain without a soul is incongruent
When I speak you choose to confuse it
You left me with bruises
Like what the truth is
Without the excuses
Ya feel me?
Don't miscontrue it
I'm trying to live a life that no one else lives
Trying to give a fuck that no one else gives
But these bills don't give a shit
I ain't trying to be rich
Because we live in a world with false profit (prophet)
I never call a girl a bitch
But that's exactly what this world is
Gotta get over it like a bridge
Embrace your enemies with tough cartilage
Accept that which you can't change
Give this world your heart
And just live
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