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I see all I bein told.

my eyes wild shot

Everything I see

All I know is uttered.

''we're all guilty of something.''

definition of freedom

Live by them tricks

And die in peace

Go against you, a criminal.

We'll have to learn

how to live in this kingdom

In my mind, I know

They cry wolfs

Droppin like flies

while the terrorist feeding frenzy

the govt flash in the pan

I flip the bird

On a muthafucker

selfish dealer's

hitting street with a damn virus

killing fellow

making life

Bear in mind

''we're all guilty of somethin