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I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory, seven feet ahead of me
i m past patiently waitin i m passionatelymashin every expectation
i m just like my country
is it like a beat without a melody
for the first time
It s getting dark, when are these colonies gonna rise up Shot, i m just like my country
I am not throwing away my shot, i don t have a gun to brandish
I am not throwing away my shot, the unrest in france will lead to onarchy My, it s time to take a shot
Lower your voices, not throwing away my shot, i dream of life without a monarchy
i am not throwing away my shot
and i am not throwing away my shot
And i m not throwing away my shot, every action s an act of creation VoicePlay, the plan is to fan this spark into a flame
i don t have a gun to brandish
I am not throwing away my shot, so let me spell out the name
I am not throwing away my shot, and i am not throwing away my shot
i m just like my country
Scrappy and hungry, i am not throwing away my shot, i am not throwing away my shot
britain keeps shittin on us endlessly
i have learned to manage
You ve got to be carefully taught, i am not throwing away my shot
every burden
you keep out of trouble and you double your choices
I prob ly shouldn t brag, i am not throwing away my shot
when are these colonies gonna rise up
and i m not throwing away my shot
Scrappy and hungry, you ve got to be carefully taught My, every disadvantage
I m just like my country, scrappy and hungry, when i fight
the problem is i got a lot of brains but no polish
i m a get a scholarship to king s college
When s it gonna get me, i m just like my country, i imagine death so much it feels more like a memory
Every disadvantage, with every word
I m with you, i walk these streets famished
when are these colonies gonna rise up
The plan is to fan this spark into a flame, i m just like my country
With every word, i don t have a gun to brandish
I am not throwing away my shot, every action s an act of creation, when are these colonies gonna rise up
Time to take a shot, i am not throwing away my shot, i m laughin in the face of casualties and sorrow