Baked from the Clay By Suleiman Hud



why do you always think the world evolves around you? why do you always think you only entitled to succeed?
oh no you wouldnt make me sober anymore i said no more tears
am i always gonna be indebted to u
served you like a prince
i bow to wow u like a king but you always prove me wrong with your class so low like our graves
and you aint even brave like the kings i know, am gonna loose and blow you away like the wind with success
the tears the pains will be the memories i keep abt u am just glad you gonna be proud of that just ride on with the pride
and let see if it will end in dust or gold

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