| Voices in my head sayin' I could do better
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| Voices in my head sayin' that I knew better
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| I done seen this shit happen a hundred times on the regular
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| But I still crossed the line like I’m blind (damn)
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| Voices in my head saying I could do better
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| You always do the same shit
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| This was supposed to be the last time
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| Last hit, last call, last feel, last trip, last run
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| That’s what I always tell myself, huh
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| This was supposed to be the last one
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| Last two, last flip, last you, last me, last night
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| Doing every single thing my parents warned me about
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| 'Til I wore 'em out (shit)
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| Voices in my head saying I could do better
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| (Voices in my head saying that I could do better)
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| Voices in my head saying that I knew better
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| I done seen this shit happen a hundred times on the regular
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| But I still (fuck)
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| Voices in my head, conscience talking to me like
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| Look
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| Stick to the plan
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| Stick to the plan
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| Stick to the plan, bitch quit playing
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| Stick to the plan, to the plan
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| Stick to the plan, bitch quit playing
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| Stick to the plan
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| Stay focused, don’t let these niggas see your emotions
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| Stick to the notion, stay in motion
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| Remember soon as you stand still
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| So will everything else, you know this
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| Make sure all your inner actions end with actions
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| If you stacking frontin and back in Subtract if it isn’t adding
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| Plus who hurt you don’t let back in Plan it out, yeah tit for tat it Extra pussy get distracting
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| Put that into what’s worth having (boy)
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| Stick to the plan, stick to the plan
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| Stick to the plan, bitch quit playing
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| Stick to the plan, to the plan stick to the plan, bitch quit playing
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| Stick to the plan, stay focused
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| Pay attention who you getting close with
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| Distance yourself from negative energy
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| Voices in my head, they say it’s meant for me
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| I, I, I, you in my way, bitch it’s no sympathy
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| I, I, I, been plotting this since elementary
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| I, I, I, No you need to buckle down
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| Have people asking where you at And wondering why you never wanna come around
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| You know the effort gon' come around
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| Big face like Zordon
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| You bought the watch but can’t afford the time
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| Even if you running out of breath
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| Weight of the world doing lots of reps
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| Time to get this generation
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| Last one and then the next two outta debt
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| And they gon' pay you back with respect
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| Just stick to the plan
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| Still we can chill
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| Back when I rocked the white and blue Grant Hills
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| I realized there’s no dream that I can’t fill
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| I manifested all while I’m the man still
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| (Bitch I’m the man)
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| Voices in my head attacking what I’m thinking
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| Bullet to the head might be the way to free it If I leave my body I can free the spirits
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| Swear to God my death of fear just keep on shrinking
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| Wishing I could go back to the nineties back when I was dreaming
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| Me and my dog was on a mission like we Kel and Kenan
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| Early 2000s Detroit might as well been the hell with demons
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| Wondering when I started it, the losing grip
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| Feeling like I’m in the middle of the ocean
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| You either drown or canoe through it Voices in my head said I'm used to it Some help me to lose and some help me maneuv through it When I talk to myself I'm confused on who's who it I know in life you either blow |
| it or blew it And at the end of life it's gonna feel like you flew through it I just hope by then I cut the voices in my head
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| Voices in my head |