You know, I'm a rebel at soul I fight temptations like it's cool.
These thoughts come and go but sometimes I make my mind slow.
I wouldn't know where I was if it wasn't for the shoes on my feet.
Now I'm going to give you a thought; it might sound sweet but don't even think, because this thought could take you to the streets.
Its a dark night you and the world.
You're venturing the city like a night owl.
You see a place that looks kinda cool, next thing you know you're in this bar playing pool.
Someone asks if you drink you said no. But I think you're thinking a little slow..
There's all these temptations oh no you better go..
You left that bar that night, you ran from the thought.
Don't think we can fight A battle like that.
Run! Run fast! Don't let the pressure last.
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