| I’m just another rapper
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| Just another verse
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| Nothing Godly
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| Not another first
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| I’m just the sum of all that you have heard before
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| Just another bearer of the devil’s curse
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| And rapping is the only time I speak my feelings
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| Feeling isn’t how I look for deeper meaning
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| Meaning I could influence your cause and reason
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| Reason being, I’m a evil rhyming, scheming, demon, demonizing my own inner
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| grieving
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| Dark and dank, I drink and drank away my feelings
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| You’d never know the half of what I’m dealing with and I would never let my
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| fear reveal it
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| (And nobody knows)
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| That I’m un-Godly
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| (And nobody knows)
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| That I’m un-Godly
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| I’ve been so nice
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| I’ve died so calmly
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| (And nobody knows)
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| That I’m un-Godly
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| You’ll never know the inner reason of my thoughts
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| I thought you knew that you would never view the cross
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| Across my music, I’m as anti as Rhianna
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| I don’t worship Satan, though my logic wanna
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| (And) Logic on a mission for old school revival
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| Vital that I push my new and make it viral
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| Virus spreading, I’m embedding something nasty like
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| Nasal analgesic pills for rhinoplasty
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| Fastly fall, I choke on smoke like Ghastly
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| Woke the fuck up broke and somewhere north of Hadley
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| Short of light, I started writing madly, sadly sacrificing soul for lack of
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| happy
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| For lack of better words I am dark matter
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| Matter fact I factor black in every chapter
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| Packin' trash in bags, my brains a rubble bagger
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| Double rhymin', chime in with the double dagger
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| (And nobody knows)
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| That I’m un-Godly
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| (And nobody knows)
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| That I’m un-Godly
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| I’ve been so nice
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| I’ve died so calmly
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| (And nobody knows)
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| That I’m un-Godly
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| (And nobody knows)
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| That I’m un-Godly
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| (And nobody knows)
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| That I’m un-Godly
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| I’ve been so nice
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| I’ve died so calmly
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| (And nobody knows)
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| That I’m un-Godly
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| I’m just another rapper
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| Just another verse
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| Nothing Godly
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| Not another first
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| I’m just the sum of all that you have heard before
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| Just another bearer of the devil’s curse
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| Cryptic like our government i guess I learned it
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| From the best the rest is failure mixed with earnest
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| Earning, burning, burnin bridges, bridging circuits
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| I’m electric, hectic energy with purpose
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| Nobody move, nobody fear the serpent
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| Nobody choose, nobody hear the servant
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| Nobody knows, nobody pierce the surface
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| Nobody goes, beyond my epidermis
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| (And nobody knows)
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| That I’m un-Godly
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| (And nobody knows)
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| That I’m un-Godly
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| I’ve been so nice
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| I’ve died so calmly
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| Now nobody knows
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| That I’m un-Godly
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| (And nobody knows)
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| That I’m un-Godly
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| (And nobody knows)
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| That I’m un-Godly
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| I’ve been so nice
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| I’ve died so calm- think I might just Russia album, show you how un-Godly |