| Fuck all your vanity, shame on your family
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| Death to your friends and the ones that you love
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| No one containing me, utter calamity
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| See what you made me do? |
| Look what you done
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| TeamSESH, DeadBoy, drop it on your head boy
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| Never not cashed, make a mountain of ash
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| Every day of the past I dread boy
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| I stumble over my own feet, too high to function
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| I’m coming, open up my catalog, I’ve done it
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| To be humble, you say you underground, but you just under
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| Honest, every time we drop we got them running
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| What
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| «Warning, warning, warning, warning
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| Warning, warning, warning, warning»
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| «This is a message from General Mark Meeks
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| If you’re receiving this message, you’re in the blast zone
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| Cities within forty miles are infected
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| You must seek shelter immediately»
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| Yeah, you can talk, but, no, you can’t hide
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| Engine that couldn’t bitch you cannot ride
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| The track that I’m on is for the divine
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| DeadBoys multiply then divide
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| WhiteNoise on the screen, make me blind
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| SESH is the one that I trust now
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| I got no need for a bust down
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| Used to be down, but I’m up now |