| I said leave me lone, leave me lone…
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| Leave me lone, leave me lone, leave me lone…
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| I’m conflicted to my amazement, I’m just amazed
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| Slim, silver spoon in my mouth
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| Spoiled little Carson kid with chandelier up in my shed
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| Future’s looking dim and Ab-Soul wear shades
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| Cause Punch told me to punch him in the face
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| Make a statement we enslaved the salvation with my waking words
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| I kept the Soul in the alphabet, the alpha-male in my era, I’m here to baffle
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| them like the Baphomet
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| They ain’t know what the cover of my second album meant
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| I mean the booth if I’m asking you where the bathroom at.
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| Before the whole wide world eye balled Top Dawg
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| They wouldn’t even give this cat a rack to perform
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| Sure Lori was more than empathetic but the seven hundred I got took her to
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| Lori’s instead of iHop
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| My high-school sweetheart turned my ticker so bitter
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| Still staying strong for Ray, CJ, and all our little sisters
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| Vaneesha just had Jameel, that’s my third nephew Cory’s adorable and Cody still
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| missed you
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| All my thoughts are lavender and pastel green, if you was Newey you would know
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| what I mean (weed)
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| Hundred proof Absolut in the back of your Acura
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| Donny Hathaway on repeat
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| My mentor asked me what happens after Control System
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| Well hate to tell him the system control’s me… Please
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| Leave me lone, leave me lone…
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| I said leave me lone…
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| Spit crack, they don’t want, they can’t take it
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| Long lost members sergeant pepper’s lonely heart club band Getting high with a
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| little bit of help from my friends
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| The rifles to my rivals all my homies got a homie that bodied one of my homies,
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| yo that cycle is psycho
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| A coward killed my brother Georgiano and his momma and I’m complaining bout a
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| album
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| What is my problem?
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| Guess I’m a really pervis in the face
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| He survived by the God’s grace
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| Ironically hearing my uncle share the same birthday
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| Is it fate or is it faith?
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| I just might be in your hood still
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| Lonely soul itching for a love that I’ve once known but I’ve outgrown it
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| I told Famous be patient, I’m in the hills
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| While this world is caving in and I’m living a vacation
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| Or so it seems, to the wig it’s all in
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| What does it take to find a coffin to make these niggas crawl in?
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| I tried to stall him but I ain’t have no alternative
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| I told him to think smart, he told me get it how I live
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| Point taken, lord
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| Why have we forsaken us?
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| Blasting that Satan for salvation, feels Pagan
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| Graced in the Land of Canaan
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| But my new world translation speaks of a different arrangement
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| When Death meets death eternal breath fills my lungs
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| Death forever paid in the name of God’s son
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| Currently wasting away in this wicked system
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| Scared to pray for forgiveness cause I ain’t sure if I repent it
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| Oh what an existence
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| In fact is this really living?
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| Drowning in my own expenses while tryna make Soul listen to my infinite wisdom
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| I said leave me lone…
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| Leave me lone, leave me lone… |