I rather give it
all up
I don’t want to
spend my days in prison
I will give up my
bling on my fingers
I want to walk on
the beaches
I want to smell the
fresh cool air
If only I can get
out of my dilemma
You see I have
tasted the wealth
I have tasted the
power with monies
I can’t give it up
and stay as ordinary
I rather give it
all up
If I know I am
going to be grilled
When I fall from
grace
With the sins and
baggage on my head
I gamble and I lose
it on my wrong choices
I cheated in my
life now I face my dilemma
The blue men aren’t
going to give way
When my power is
gone to the wind
I am no more the
leader everyone bows to me
I have become an
ordinary person
Facing the law
catching me high
I rather give it
all up
Living as an
ordinary person
Walking on the
beaches
I smell the fresh
cool air
But I am wrong
I do many bad deeds
I try to run
The blue men smile
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