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Once upon a time, I felt deserted in the corner The challenges and the conflicts, the felonies and the convicts The lessons of the Lord, I must dedicate to the process 'Cause a diamond must be treated with pressure to get it flawless I went out with empty wallets travelin' through the hardships Weatherin' all the storms, a renegade actin' lawless I'm tellin' 'em all the stories to get their big mouths stuffed Like pelicans on the shore, 'cause their arrogance is enormous Look at you, so proud of graduatin' through college But talkin' is not walkin', intelligence isn't knowledge While you were hittin' trees like elephants in the forest I was raised by the streets, school wasn't relevant in the progress A veteran in the war, not panickin' in the darkness Skeletons in the closet, no Halloween costume storage Ended it and started, [?] and that gave me solace Heavenly visions formin' like telescopes in the orbit Felt like steppin' through portals like Jennifer fuckin' Lawrence Accepted the Lord and came out with elegance and good morals Fuck the mental disorders from sellin' crack at the corners We were having heavy battles with the federal forces Polizei still wanna know about my Mexican sources Like they do in Taco Bell orders But as long as they get their payoffs, they'll be blurrin' the borders Like international waters or the Kardashian lawyers Look, we don't come for baseball, you'll get smacked on the forehead Yeah, it's bats off on your hat like a Dracula fortress SongtexteNext day, you'll be flexin' for a family portrait With a gap in your front teeth like Alfred E. Neumann Back to topic, no matter how well-paid your job is You are held in bondage like a bank robber's hostage So you better go out there with a set of some balls To make your legacy grow and show the rest who the boss is 3 AM, 3 AM 3 AM, 3 AM 3 AM, 3 AM 3 AM I've been out the cage for four weeks Still my soul is findin' no peace I roll deep 3 AM I've been out the cage for four weeks Still my soul is findin' no peace I roll deep 3 AM Aus Songtexte Mania