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Donovan Rowell
Donovan Rowell
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Money truly is the root of all evil, look at the corrupt ways it bring out of people
Bound, in invisible chains, who's to blame we slaves in the devil's game
In this crooked system every soul is a victim, in a world lacking leaders and wisdom
Ain't a mathematician, but all I see is division, send a amber alert, empathy went missing
Hard to progress in a world so obsessed with finesse and tryna impress the next
Don't express success, they want that shit suppressed, if you want my guess, they don't like themself
Projecting, a bitter reflection, it's like an infection, gotta dodge the injection
Misconceptions got us disconnected, gotta embrace imperfections
Twelve years of school can't teach that lesson, hard pill to swallow but you gotta digest it
Hard to separate past from present, even if you go through hell it's a blessing
If you switch directions you gone miss the message, pain meant to give perception correction
Might be hard to detect it, but it's for your protection, nothing you can do but accept it
Life get deep as the seven seas, dive too deep find it hard to breathe
We do drugs to put our mind at ease, but when we come down it just all repeat
Reach the point of no return and feel the burn, quickly learn every rose got thorns
Searching, for a reason we been born, as we learn to bear the weight of the world
Been through many things since birth, done lost it all but my sense of worth
Feel like I'm carrying a curse, that's hard to reverse, even though it hurt still put in work
As I've grown one thing I've come to know I'm all alone, people come and go
Til I'm a pile of bones, gotta hold my own, live and die by the code, 'til God call me home
Spirit of truth is a friend to few, fake people give me deja vu
That's why I choose to pursue the revenue, stick to it like Elmer's glue
In this world before you receive help, expect a hit below the belt
It's like demons got these people possessed, they get upset at the sight of progress
And truly dawg it make no sense, rather be alone, don't need no friend
They turn they back on you in the end, time and time again all they do is pretend
Took a while to realize but it opened my eyes, be advised loyalty a be ya demise
People choose to disguise what they feeling inside, they move like spies, truth revealed in due time
The ones considered close tend to hate the most, they feel obligated to calculate ya growth
My best advice, take it slow, what you thought was solid turned be hallow
Reach the point of no return and feel the as burn, quickly learn every rose got thorns
Searching for a reason we been born, as we learn to bear the weight of the world
Written by: Donovan Rowell
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