My Heaven On Earth
I realized that everybody ain't real
some ppl lie in your face others steal
how do you avoid being prey in this field
I learned that we give and we take and call it a deal
sometimes you learn to eat like a snake so you don't get killed
I know that everybody ain't fake but they do conceal
it's too obvious that we don't know who to trust
but God decides for us and he's the true judge
but you think you know so much
because you heard from such and such
but enough is enough
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