| I’m trying to make a pill, not trying to make a mil
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| Just trying to make a pill to make them feel the way I feel
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| But I’m opposed to medicine, so I just got to deal
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| With feeling how I do on the daily all by myself
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| It’s the truth from the booth, still yelling it out the roof
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| My brothers, they put me on, told me do that shit you do
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| Went from laptop mics and the lofts saving eighths
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| To I know we got a half left, but let’s go get some weed
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| It’s that 517, baby, my big bros raised me
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| Since a early age, rather rap than play with the neighbors
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| Used to post up magazine clippings, inspiration, reaching
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| Trying to catch it, wrap it up and rock it like an infant
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| G shit, Be back in '03 changed me
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| Three letters «JNL» ingrained in me
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| Bitch I turn to number 9, when it’s time to break the ice
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| We been building through the night, don’t look, confused now that we’re right
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| Use the pull the E-Brake, back into the driveway
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| Never liked their way, that’s why we do it our way
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| SESH embossed in the earth that we walk
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| Even when we go it won’t, future fossils stand strong
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| I’m trying to make a pill, not trying to make a mil
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| Just trying to make a pill to make them feel the way I feel
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| But I’m opposed to medicine, so I just got to deal
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| With feeling how I do on the daily by myself |