| Uh, uh, uh
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| Uh, uh
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| You should stay up in your lane, you’re tryna make some shit happen
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| For that talking shit, make me pull up and turn to a savage
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| Just because you got a mic, that doesn’t mean that you’re rappin'
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| All this talkin' and buggin', that don’t mean shit without action
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| Been homeless, I’ve been doin' shit for years and it’s workin'
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| I’ve been lost a lot of niggas and that shit still hurtin'
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| Fuck you actin' ass rap niggas, I’m closin' the curtains
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| And if you think I’m hard now, you ain’t scratchin' the surface
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| Never gave a motherfuck 'cause this shit is a game
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| When I slide, I’ma make 'em wish that I never came
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| Fuck you and your whole collective, all you niggas the name
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| When I see you I just wanna put one in my brain
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| Thy like to say «CXRPSE weird,» shut the fuck up, you bitch
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| I’ll b happy to put your stupid ass in a ditch
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| , all your gang in a ditch
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| If you niggas disappear, I’ll be happy as shit
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| Sometimes I get too upset about shit that gets said to me
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| I remember it’s just niggas that can’t find them a recipe
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| I got real shit to care about, you niggas not stressin' me
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| You think I’ma let dyed hair faggot punk ass nigga get the best of me?
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| I did hella shit for niggas sayin' I switched up
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| Never switchin' up, pussy nigga, go get fucked
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| Watch my every single move, watch what I construct
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| You ain’t fuckin' with the Spiders, boy, we get punk
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| It’s show time
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| You’re at the other end of mercy
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| Sometimes you must choose life or death
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| The age old saying remains
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| «If you cannot beat them, join them»
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| Making money,
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| That’s probably why we all depressed
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| I’m gettin' better every second
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| Still, I end up very dead
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| Fuck fairy tales do not exist
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| The shit we call is common sense
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| I’m not impressed
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| With all the bullshit y’all invested
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| I got a second, gotta talk (I got a second, gotta talk)
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| Then I link
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| Post a pic about my conscious
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| I don’t have another option
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| other options
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| rarely ever solve it
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| Head on your shoulders and your mind still young
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| So I can never understand why you’re tryin' to rush
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| You ain’t never try to listen, so I ain’t trynna discuss
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| So I’ma end this sentence like it’s my time of the month |