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The most fucked up part of the world
Is you'll paint my face across the whole galaxy when Im gone
But you wont help me when Im here
It's Cam Carter people
I was dying inside of myself
Couldn't find it in my heart
To ever need help
I was too proud so I falled back and fell
To the darkest parts of hell
Stepping over dead versions of myself
Turned to love turned to gambling
To back to pulling rugs
To buy the lawyers new whips
That came from me selling drugs
To find courage and the mercy
To find GOD through love
To see what is and finally what was
Rising from the ashes like a phoenix in the dust
To be honest I was marked by the mud
In a cell where the blood wasnt cleaned too well
Where the demons find hope then fail
In the city of the dead
Where you cant post bail
Cos they want they time first
They try to break you by not playing fair
They never innocent in there
Where the blind man see but can never reads braille
Where that barbecue smell by the barbershop there
Where the lions in the eyes of a bear
Million dollar crack track hoes on the stairs
With their nappy rowed hair
Where the police get scared
And you pray that your case goes fed
Where they actually read
To the grand jury
Never rubber stamped by the dead
This the heart break hotel
Where rock n roll and blues and the trap started there
I swear
And it's right here in a white boy where
Came up from the mud but I was marked by the mud
Came up from the mud but I was marked by the mud
Came up from the mud but I was marked by the mud
Came up from the mud then I became all the mud
Stains tell a story no one else will ever tell
When you find it in your heart
But you wont find it in the mail
As the cons meet the sharks cone poppa where your whole head pop
The cell mean mugs to the dark
And the sparks on that cocaine rock
Til the fentanyl appeared
Where that pyramid is cursed til its bass pro shop right here
Selling straight drop got the city
On lock over here
And Im short time but thats more dangerous
Cos jealousy is harm
And we cant lock arms very much
But surprisingly enough
Reaching out for you did well
For the cuts
Then accidentally pimped a bitch straight to her love
In hell then started fucking porn stars well
And all the white lines til they fucked me online
Cos of clout cos the words'll make you melt
I think my family taught me well but then words came out
Watch your mouth
I was joking
Enough is enough is never enough wow
Wolf culture hits you in the guts
This a hit till they all flipped up
And the sweetest girls turn tricks then switch
In the bedroom to buy new drugs to make new slang
For new names and new cucks
Overdosing on something cos they all lack love
And their boyfriends work ninetofives as they fuck
Damn uber driver pulling up
Now its way faster than it was
OnlyFans spread thin lost in the P.R. push
Came up from the mud but I was marked by the mud
Came up from the mud but I was marked by the mud
Came up from the mud but I was marked by the mud
Came up from the mud then I became all the mud
Where's your man and a real mans touch
Click a button then a hundred thousand options showed up
And after they bust do they really give a fuck
Where is the loyalty and pacts that we took
From Compton to Memphis to Washington
Why the college campus still mobbin
Soaked up the energy then dwelled
All the friends switched when I sailed
A kite to the other side of hell
And the pain and the suffering
Developed by society
That's coded to the bells to the rock man
To all them hustlers in jail
Seen a man die for his mustard
What a sucker
Custered to the program for nothing
Then they just all switched subjects
To the house mouse quiet to himself
Another lie trapped with a lie
Then seen the other man that killed him start to cry
He said you're looking at a dead man tonight
Then I read every book all white
Til the pages stained red
Only five minutes with the book thats never been read
Where the keys to the freedom
Where the freedom has all six sense
Now they act scared I heard you hard on the town why you so soft now
If you hard out there why you so soft in here
Now you in the car driving no where far
For real Im not talking about a real car you in my car
Then you just crashed out
Off the rails and woke up in hell
Came up from the mud but I was marked by the mud
Came up from the mud but I was marked by the mud
Came up from the mud but I was marked by the mud
Came up from the mud then I became all the mud
Passed around read the whole floors P.S.I.
Couldn't help but find all the sympathy in lies
Empathy in empty
And souls trapped still in their eyes
Young men dying in a riot
Fighting just to fight
They seeing pictures of they mom on they shirt
In the picture and the witness all lie
And the chickens in the kitchen
And the roaches on the right
Getting raised by the state
Where the education now
Unmarked grave and they dancing in my head
Wheres the real ones when everybody dead
Why I work so hard
Mothafuckas aint never going to see a butterfly for the rest of they life
Except for National Geographic
For real