| Yeah, Yeah they hating but they don’t know me
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| Been a long time but I’m still lonely
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| Late night work cause I don’t know peace
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| Everybody else man sound phony
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| Yeah I’m the one that no one understands
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| Don’t you walk up to me, don’t you shake my fucking hand
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| Labels think that I’mma be the biggest in demand
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| But I hate authority so I said fuck the man
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| I wonder how it’s gonna go down
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| With a gunshot wound or a tight-knit noose
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| I don’t think I have that long to be around
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| Slip my head right through watch my face turn blue
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| But the city lights take away the pain
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| When the check comes through, it’ll be past due
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| And the cinder in my souls come aflame
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| So when I make that move, hope I don’t have you
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| Because I’m better off alone, I’m better by myself
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| I’m better thanks to people that I used to ask for help
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| I’m better than the rest, fuck everybody else
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| I’m better cause I never had a little bit of help
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| 'Cause I’m better off alone, I’m better my myself
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| I’m better thanks to people that I used to ask for help
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| I’m better than the rest, fuck everybody else
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| I’m better cause I never had a little bit of help
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| I wonder how it’s gonna go down
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| I wonder how it’s gonna go down
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| I wonder how it’s gonna go down (yuh)
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| I wonder how it’s gonna go down
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| With a gunshot wound or a tight-knit noose
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| I don’t think I have that long to be around
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| Slip my hair right through watch my face turn blue
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| But the city lights take away the pain
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| When the check comes through, it’ll be past due
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| And the cinder in my souls come aflame
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| So when I make that move, hope I don’t have you |