Suspect - It's a muddy mess
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Got no time to study, the studio take all my time
I'm as allways late in school, and i am gettin' horrified
Imma try to be a rapper, but gotta' find a second way
Thinkin' to myself i got to find a better way
Got no time for homeworks, got to write sharper lyrics
Im sick and tired of this life, hard and trifle
I just ignore people who laughs and betray
But some people support me, so thanks to my friends
Ether i stop and fall, or i continue to struggle
And fight for my music, and don't listen to others
But the school is disturbing, can't focus on 2 things
What am i suppose to do? Right now im feelin' clueless
I am gettin' exhausted need to study to test's
But the school and the music is creatin' a muddy mess
I use to think about this before i fall asleep
Because the rest of the day i can hardly breathe!
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