Godfirst
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There's a practical truth in air
The evidence is yet to be seen
Yet none can deny its usage
To soak in its vibrant want
'Cause none can say air needs us but we need air
Its energy carved into my bones
Since being a young boy in the hood
My life has never been good
Gunshots at night and standing under streetlights
I told my self I shall rise
If I put in hard work there should be a prize
Since being a young boy in the hood
My life has never been good
Gunshots at night and standing under streets lights
I told my self I shall rise
If i put in hard work there should be a prize