Got a bleak perspective, I'm a streetwise man. Going wowhere with
my life. Careening toward an early death, a streetwise man; On
the corner every night. So brace-for impact, brace-for impact,
brace-for impact, why don't you brace. the end is coming, no
time for running. Dealing drugs to little kids, a streetwise
man. Selling death and making cash. Pulling scams and moving
bids, a streetwise man. Society has called my bluff tonight. So
brace-for impact, brace-for impact, brace-for impact, why don't
you brace. the end is coming, no time for running. The end is
coming, no time for running no
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