| Hang on tight for dear life; |
| Dear life
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| I’ve seen a deer’s life flash before its own eyes
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| Caught in the headlights; |
| so vivid
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| I could see the fear in the eyes of his ticks and head lice
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| He was paralyzed, realized
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| They just wanted him to move so that they can survive
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| …That's why you gotta stay sucka-free
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| Cause when the buck stops, guess where the truck’ll be
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| It’s all relative but not all family
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| Too tight to use the term loosely
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| Too close for comfort, not close enough
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| To hybrid mileage of your frenemies
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| Hot damn, the double-edged sword of Damocles
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| Superman need a fortress of solitude
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| You think a +Nigga+ rude.
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| …'til you run into a god +Wit a Attitude+
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| …Hang on tighter
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| Sands of the hourglass, like the red hourglass
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| On the back of Black Widow Spiders
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| Enchanted by the backside, backsliders
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| Pony up enough to cab drivers
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| Tell 'em why you mad, god, cause you gotta be damn near MacGyver
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| To make somethin out of nothing
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| Or good to keep a poker face, but I get tired of bluffin
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| No warmth for the coat worn
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| Cold war tidal rush…
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| …Try to take time out
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| And people cryin out, «That's nothing to cry about!»
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| .Yo, half the brothers that I gave pounds
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| Shoulda never give 'em one ounce
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| …If you don’t know me by now
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| You ain’t never gonna know me, I’m out
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| Hang on tight, by a thread, threadbear
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| Bare bones, bone dry dyin of thirst
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| Thirstin for a second to howl without drawin a scowl
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| Or someone thinkin that you’re throwin a towel
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| Nah, I’m just holdin out for the bell
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| Holdin on for the break until the ref says break
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| I need a minute in the corner for the cuttin to swell
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| Then it’s back into the fray to see how much I can take
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| .Hmm, can’t forget to dish it out
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| Put the «sur» in survival
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| Best defense or good offense, defensive when offended
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| Cause who enjoys gettin up in it?
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| I wanna get up and end it.
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| Ten out of ten civilized when recommended
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| Swing through hell to come out right
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| When you’re holdin that vine, you gotta hang on tight |