| Kill ‘em
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| Ay
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| Kill 'em
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| Listen
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| The day I lost my father, things forever changed and
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| (I'll be) Devastated, all my wins’ll be forever tainted
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| (I'll be) Tryina play it cool but really I ain’t seeing straight and
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| (I'll be) Doing everything to make him really proud I made it
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| (1, 2) Paid the Universal Tax so this is it
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| (I'll be) Tryina show my mama that her oldest son the shit
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| (I'll be) Tryina show my brother we the coldest with the gift
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| (I'll be) Tryina show my wifey we the mould they wanna live
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| (1, 2) Listen, Ay, control freak but it’s all moves
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| (I'll be) In the brewpub, booth or the boardroom
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| (I'll be) Trusting every instinct like a Lord do
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| (I'll be) Looking down on all you peasants like a tall dude
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| (1, 2) Top shelf, rap caviar, Spotify
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| (I'll be) Dropping knowledge over beats like we in Poli-Sci
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| (I'll be) Nowadays, most of y’all don’t even qualify
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| (I'll be) Killin' rappers, y’all should prolly die, Lord |