Where the Pigs Don't Go

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Don HardRisk

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I keep on running back way my nigga
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
I'm in suspense like the dice just rolled
Tryna figure out my next luck, and six I hope
I hit the ground and let it spin, then my damn eyeballs
Expecting me to turn a day into a Don Pablo
No, and She was screaming from the 13th floor
But I could hear her, and in my dreams, she has like 13 claws, damn
Got me attached to a living ghost
I’m in every damn scene like I'm the story's plot, ma nigga
We was messing where the pigs don’t go
Toasting to the fact we still alive and being grateful
Rolling to the fact where niggas fell we standing tall
Niggas went blind but thank God we seen it all
Listen
Ghetto life taught us the face is the first step in
Deceptions, dopamines, and misdirection
Keep hoping and maybe one day you'll see it happen
Night working no wonder they see us day shifting
I keep on running back way my nigga
Keep on running away from me
I keep on running back way my nigga
Keep on running away from me
I keep on running back
See I was raised at a refugee camp
The locals know that, it's a place closer to hell
And we were stealing electricity just as it rains
In the dark, when nobody came out of they huts my nigga
But then the five-O's eventually they found the tactics
Tryna catch us off guard we had to be schematic
Pragmatic, only act after diagnosis
Through my nostrils, every breath is a fucking blessing
Now who claimed king and who claimed god
The only thing I fail at is when I'm painting God
Suspended in my own thoughts I defy the newton laws
What goes up, must come down but then, I don't fall, my nigga
Even biology, they couldn't prove that I exist
I never left a trace behind, forensic is a waste of time
I infiltrated my dark desires and fucked all their women
And now their souls are all inside me trying to consume me
I keep on running back way my nigga
Keep on running away from me
I keep on running back way my nigga
Keep on running away from me
I keep on running back
Ey, what does a king, slave, and priest have in common
They all got 24 hours to do their sermons
Tryna be survivors in a world where nobody's caring
I'm living on earth being nice is simply boring
So I'm in suspense like the dice just rolled
Tryna figure out my next grind
And today I hope
I chase a check and bring to mom
Make my dream come true
Yeah, makes my dream come true nigga

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