Fighting

Verse 1:
They call me what's the difference, I was born in chains
Taught to obey from the day I was taught my name
Was always poor that was just the way I was born and raised
With no solid ceiling to shield us from the falling rain
Like I was born in vain, youngun abandoned by his family
In his dawning days forced to play an orphan's game
Used to positive optimistic it all could change
But all the different lives I lived they were all the same
They call me what I tell them, I was born with privilege
Taught to lead from the minute I was taught the difference
We ran the most successful businesses in all the district
And became a shining example of what fortunate is
My father was a man who would applaud persistence
Carefully keeping his emotions at a cautious distance
Built an empire like Solomon with all his riches
And watched over it like a hawk as he ignored his children

Chorus:
I've been a haunted man, I've been a hunted man
I could not expect you to understand
What it feels like here, for as long as I can remember
I could not rely on nobody else
I've been a haunted man, I've been a hunted man.,
I could not expect you to understand
What it feels like here, for as long as I can remember
I've been fighting by myself

Verse 2:
Always had to stand by myself
Had to place all of my bets on the hand I was dealt
No one ever put a hand out to help
Had to tighten up my belt and try to live
Inside a society with nothing to give
Always had to stand by myself
Since the hand I was dealt, had nothing to do with
Who I am or what I felt
I exist within a set of plans invented by another man
So never learned to build my future using my own hands
How can I remain confident?
When every time I sleep I wonder whether
Tll ever regain consciousness
Everybody keep breaking the same promises
Placing the same obstacles in the way of accomplishment
How can I remain confident
Never had to work for what I got or fear any negative consequence
At least not as long as profits were sky rocketing
But no amount of money ever told me what my problem is

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Verse 3:
I work a shitty job, I hate my fucking boss
Live in a shitty place, still running at a loss
I dont believe in stealing, just trying to cover costs
So if you wanna fuck with me I’m gonna rip you off
My workers don‘t respect me, I don’t respect myself;
Every move I make is designed to protect my wealth
My money‘s all I have, all I’ve ever known
If you wanna fuck with my paper I’m breaking your fucking bones
My bones ache from shovelling shit, building the homes
Of the rich
They told me take my pick, told me to dig that ditch
Then they kicked me in the ribs when l was down
How can you reach for the clouds when you are
Buried underground?
The sky was the limit they told me
They never mentioned how cold it gets when your soul gets lonely
Or the way things can go, when they left unattended
How dangerous a man can be when he’s disconnected

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