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Wish granted


Training training training thats all i breath

cant wait for this sh*t to be done so i 

can feel relieve.

Just wanna pass through this level

i should of known i made a deal

to the devil.

This life aint easy no more but imma 

bring out the beast and let it roar.

Tryna turn my depression in to celebration.

Suddenly practicing more then sleep but

what you sow is what you reap.

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