| I let it get too habitual
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| Gettin supplies all in line for the ritual, yeah
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| I let it get too habitual
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| Gettin supplies all in line for the ritual, yeah
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| My little life is so minuscule, yeah
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| I pass the time while I kill myself, yeah
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| I watch it come out in intervals
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| Giving excuses for why I’m a criminal, yeah
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| Damn that Slugga he so seminal, yeah
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| Always reachin' for the pinnacle, yeah
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| I’d rather spend my whole life guessin
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| Than thinkin' that I know what’s missin'
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| And I been feelin' so damn blissless
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| Yea I been feelin' so damn blissless
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| Yuh the ouroboros that’s what I been starin at yeah
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| I just came home from the void
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| Yeah, that shit there was stupid lit
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| When I’m in my habitat you know I’m feeling infinite
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| I can’t tell you all the hells I saw (oh no no, no one can)
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| Keep it on the lows, you’ll always see me on the floor
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| I’m incognito, I don’t wanna start no weird shit oh, no no
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| And these bitches know that a Slugga man he ain’t tryna fuck
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| I’ve got too much of this shit on my mind to do all that
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| Drowning
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| I am drowning, yeah
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| Floating, they see my body floating on top
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| Suffering, oh stop this suffering
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| It’s not what you want, but it’s what you get and that’s close enough, yeah
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| I’m tryin to get through them pearly gates, they gon' examine a Slug and turn
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| me away
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| Point me towards the way to hell and say: «Ey, there you go man»
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| I let it get too habitual
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| Gettin supplies all in line for the ritual, yeah
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| My little life is so minuscule, yeah
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| I pass the time while I kill myself, yeah
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| I watch it come out in intervals
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| Giving excuses for why I’m a criminal, yeah
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| Damn that Slugga he so seminal
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| Always reachin' for the pinnacle |