| I’m like a well-oiled, money-making lyric machine
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| It’s only beautiful things in life I quietly see
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| I admire the things that life silently brings
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| With little effort on my part, I acquired the means
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| Ain’t grow tired of blades, so watch how you come up to me
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| I yellow tape you then hastefully say there’s nothing to see
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| Do enough for the rain
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| Had up to here with the sleet
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| The game without me’s like the me without the ambition in me
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| The world itchin' to see what SESH gon' do next
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| It’s like a mission to me to be a stress-free mess
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| No one’s speaking to me
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| I’ve been turned on to many times
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| Like, what you see on the TV
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| Too many lies being told to my face
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| Like I’ve been shipped down a dead end
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| And this rapping a waste
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| But I escaped, just by the skin of my teeth
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| Still got the heart of a peasant
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| I got the music of king
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| What?
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| SESH
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| Greaf
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| Blind shades, brighter days, you know what you mean to me
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| Darker hues, I feel used
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| I don’t know what you see in me
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| I thought I told you that we won’t stop
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| I thought I told you that we won’t stop
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| I thought I told you that we won’t stop
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| I thought I told you that we won’t stop
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| The syllable killer, the illest of villains
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| I’m banana clip peelin', if you tryna get near me
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| I got the MP with me and the Desert Eagle near me
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| Even if you found me sleeping
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| One sound and I’m up tweaking
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| I’m shooting at the wall, hoping that you fall
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| Screaming nothing at all, and hooping at the park
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| Like it’s just light work, but I’m 'bout to make it dark
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| It’s imminent when I spark, bullseye every target
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| You better plan on ending it, if you plan to start shit
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| I’m shooting up to Mars in the death star ship
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| I take it to different lengths, I bless and I pocket tanks
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| I’m good like no thanks, I brought my own things
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| Resources by the vault, I purchase no matter costs
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| I can say a whole lot without even having to talk
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| Blind shades, brighter days, you know what you mean to me
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| Darker hues, I feel used
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| I don’t know what you see in me
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| I thought I told you that we won’t stop
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| I thought I told you that we won’t stop
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| I thought I told you that we won’t stop
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| I thought I told you that we won’t stop |