| I heard you done provoked my primal urge, I’m on the verge
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| I’m on a purge, fuck the world will be my dying words
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| Then I emerge from the ashes like a fire bird
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| Talking birds, boy I had ‘em by the dinner plate
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| Got ‘em out of state, used to put ‘em on the interstate
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| Born to lose, made to win, even angels sin
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| And when it come to money, loyalty is paper thin
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| You talk to police and plus you cuff hoes
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| You might just catch a booger from the snub nose
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| I’m down in Florida about to fill up the order
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| Fill up the fuel and send a mule to the border
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| Informer, watch out for the informer
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| Informer, watch out for the informer
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| stuck ‘em while you passing recorders
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| Informer, watch out for the informer
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| Sip another pill, skip another meal
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| Your reality isn’t half as real
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| Favorite color blue, that’s because of you
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| It reminds me of how you made me feel
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| It reminds me of how you made me feel
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| It reminds me of how you made me feel
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| Favorite color blue, that’s because of you
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| It reminds me of how you made me feel
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| On my block niggas walk around with the truth revealed
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| Who conceals, who can feel, shoot to kill
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| Uh, shoot to kill
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| Uh, who can feel?
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| Does god resent me?
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| Lord forgive me
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| My life’s a gamble with the odds against me
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| My heart is empty
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| All this greed, all this envy
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| It’s when they lost ‘em, look what it cost me
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| Just tryna shake these demons off me
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| I hope you know Jesus if you cross me
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| My shit’s cerebral, no palsy, the soul haunts me
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| You can smell poor seeping out my pores
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| Sleeping on the floor with my feet against the door
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| Back was more than kind of sore
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| Cracked my spinal cord
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| Might’ve been from the pills, I guess that’s an either or
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| Dumb, I think numb ‘cause I know pain
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| I think love killed us like Cobain
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| Ten years out the dope game, I still smell like cocaine
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| Still dream ‘bout them whole things, that Lois Lane
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| My road changed from days I used to roll chain
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| I always knew the bigger picture had a gold frame
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| Informer, watch out for the informer
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| Informer, watch out for the informer
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| stuck ‘em while you passing recorders
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| Informer, watch out for the informer
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| Sip another pill, skip another meal
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| Your reality isn’t half as real
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| Favorite color blue, that’s because of you
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| It reminds me of how you made me feel
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| It reminds me of how you made me feel
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| It reminds me of how you made me feel
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| My favorite color blue, that’s because of you
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| It reminds me of how you made me feel
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| On my block niggas walk around with the truth revealed
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| Who conceals, who can feel, shoot to kill
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| Uh, shoot to kill
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| Uh, who can feel? |