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Text: Elvis Jackson. Weakies.

We just start this race about the time, where you got to play rough if you wanna survive. It's not hard to face another day if you believe that you can chase your fears away, we just call them weakies the one who makes the system worse and they are the only reason of suffering. We just call them weakies.

Sometimes I'm so confused and I don't know what it means is there something I have done that I don't know why I'm in. I've just won this race but I'm still forced to choose I don't know what it means I'm not ready to lose and I got no excuse don't know what it means

We just got this race about the time you got to believe if you wanna stay alive

We just got to show them how to play how to be good and how to behave

You got to do it, you got to do it you got to live your life and you got to go through it!

You got to do it yes you got to do it you got to live your life and you need to go through it!