| Looking like the Bogeyman, all black hoodie man
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| Looking in the motherfucking darkness
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| Always wanna get it man, man
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| Matter a fact, it’s far from it
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| Straight up at the morgue, pale white corpse
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| Your bitch look to me like phonics
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| High to the be where it’s darkened
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| Sunlight, I wish I could stop it
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| Drive down to the earth like a comet
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| We accelerate rock like onyx
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| Life is a lie, to be honest
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| There’s a reason I tend to be violent
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| I been, coping with the fact I’m here
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| Everyday is a new nightmare
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| Life is a bitch, she don’t fight fair
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| Sometimes I despise the concept of air
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| Please, put me in a choke hold
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| I don’t wish to be a here, no
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| Please, put me in a choke hold
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| I wanna call and let you come home |