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Knock down but get right back up Satan he thought that my time was up but I stuck to it I won't throw in thte towel I go all 12 toe to toe snot and tear and blood reach deep in my soul everything bottled up and I'm throwing den throws and throttled up. Swallow the pain and walk this thang like my socks up momma don't worry Ima be ok long stretch ahead gotta use my head and make smart play every body saying what they would do but I don't listen to clay venom in they makeup and They Don't even know themselves that way watching for the sneakers wanna kidnap dreams Cause they refuse to get off the bleachers but wanna play scream. Since I was a kid under the street light I had a dream bout bigger thangs and I made it out million turn into billion dream now and They think I'm reaching for clout but you got me all twisted like twizzler See hustle stay blitzed up more about setting my kid up Give him decent legacy to live up 2 and drill in him mentality never give up Knock down but get right back up Satan he thought that my time was up but I stuck to it I won't throw in thte towel I go all 12 toe to toe snot and tear and blood reach deep in my soul everything bottled up and I'm throwing den throws and throttled up. Turn up the volume if you ain't heard me yet Gotta be born twice before die burgundy blood was already spilt for an emergency situation this You came and you'll go like most life is a decision between dark or light and you have to choose to live death creeps at the door like ere night and sprites hover to try to indite You have to believe that you are forgiven and seek deliverance from the slime not invite. I don't mean to seem preachy. But I thought each one teach one. I'm telling what I know not speaking out of guesses. They want real till it come and not looking like expected. We say we woke but still taking the same hooks and same bars reserved for rooks you got bamboozled and took like crook victims who got snuck out of luck Knock down but get right back up Satan he thought that my time was up but I stuck to it I won't throw in thte towel I go all 12 toe to toe snot and tear and blood reach deep in my soul everything bottled up and I'm throwing den throws and throttled up. bienging on a slow suicide most when zombies don't know they vapor ghost numb no hope at the center dead as the winter and December cold in they members. plugged into the world like cells and can smell the fishy Ignoring Maker risky and get ya thrown like frisby this be the Truth knocking like the Sherriff department Threw the door into your home like hello catch me on the next one I'll tell more. But till then make this 1 count like score cuz.... Knock down but get right back up Satan he thought that my time was up but I stuck to it I won't throw in thte towel I go all 12 toe to toe snot and tear and blood reach deep in my soul everything bottled up and I'm throwing den throws and throttled up.