| Sittin' still with this segment, it’s called life
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| I’m in it for the thrill like depression and cold knives
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| It’s somethin' you cold feel, like the homeless and cold nights
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| Now checks look at me, like cleaning some old Nikes
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| They thinkin' its still bright, still I’m hella lonely
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| Attractin' only the phonies, cuz music
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| I don’t know if they like me or who the media showing
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| Either or, I’m sure that it won’t stop me from my growing
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| I been glowin' like a star, now that daytime’s passin'
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| They’ll truly see the shine, and I see they reaction
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| Touching souls like traction, and if it’s wack then we threw in some traction
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| Can’t happen if the math ain’t addin'
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| Me energy’s of heaven, you resemblin' Saturn
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| I can see the rituals, they continue in patterns
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| But they got no idea what Bishy done mastered
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| They thought I had my back to the wall like I’m plastered
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| You ain’t got no idea
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| If you thinkin' that this boy about to cower in fear, nah
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| You ain’t got no idea
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| Cuz I done been through a lot in these 15 years
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| You ain’t got no idea
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| Said I done been through a lot, still I ain’t show tears
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| You ain’t got no idea
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| Said you don’t know how I see it, you don’t know how I see it
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| What am I seein'? |
| Uh… What aren’t I?
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| Who’s constantly in war inside? |
| Me, myself, and my pride
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| They all stressin', but thoughts not restin'
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| Cuz I can’t let it all fall apart like it’s sections
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| There’s aggresion, depression, hella second guessin'
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| I’m feelin' like I’m mind blown, thoughts are at a dead end
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| Pop says correction, Mom says a revered
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| She know I won’t listen but still she throws the suggestion
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| I played mental Tekken so all of this is a blessin'
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| I was lost on the road and finally found a direction
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| Fuck with anybody, think I’m lovin' the progression
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| Still they say I’m immature like a bored freshman
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| They got no idea that I was really destined
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| They got no idea that I was really destined
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| I continued on my path and my mind as my weapon
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| I walked through hell, now I’m inventin' the heaven, cuz…
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| You ain’t got no idea
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| If you thinkin' that this boy about to cower in fear, nah
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| You ain’t got no idea
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| Cuz I done been through a lot in these 15 years
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| You ain’t got no idea
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| Said I done been through a lot, still I ain’t show tears
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| You ain’t got no idea
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| Said you don’t know how I see it, you don’t know how I see it |