Natural Selection

Outta Pocket

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    Let down your guard
    Now your back's against the wall
    Didn't you know that kings cannot fall
    Survival of the fittest
    Only out to get mine
    Didn't you know
    Only the strong will survive

    I know because I've seen this shit before
    You won't last a day
    Before you're lying on the floor
    Thought shit was sweet till I pull up at your door
    You're wasting your time
    Nothing left to live for

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    Another round
    I know what you're about
    You fucked up
    Tryna take this crown
    Top of the throne
    You don't fit that role
    Don't have what it takes
    No heart, no soul

    Another round
    Nowhere to be found
    Thought you had what it takes
    But you never stood ground
    Not a shot or chance in hell
    Next time that you plot
    Will be your final farewell

    Flatline before you get the chance
    A waste of life
    You finish last
    You can't trust the bullshit you or anyone says
    Just a matter of time
    Until you're dead

    Song details

    Composition: Ed, Dylan Gillespie, Leo Michel Santana, Jarrett Chen, and Sam Mirzadeh

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