| Every fucking day, everything’s the same, waking up in pain
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| Take it to the brain, take it to the brain
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| I just want it all
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| My heart is so empty
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| And I’ve been feeling so small
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| Get a little taste, of the fuckin fame, tryna play the game
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| Tryna make a name, tryna make a name
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| I just want it all
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| My heart is so empty
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| And I’ve been feeling so fucking small
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| Bitch get out the way, fuck up out my space
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| Welcome to my place, filled with fucking fakes
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| Mind’s about to break
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| My heart is choked up on the rage
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| The pain can no longer escape
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| All that I feel is just hate, fuck it feels great
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| Tell me now how’s it sound when you drown
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| Eat the ground
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| I’ll take it all and more, I’m blackened at the core
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| I’m pushed up on the wall, I’m bleeding out and sore
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| I don’t care any more (stop)
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| It’s a war (drop)
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| Everything I hate just surrounds me
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| Wading through a lake full of snakes it’s astounding
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| Every motherfucker wants a slice of the cake
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| Not everybody realises there’s a price to be paid
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| They’ll lie to your face
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| Do it with a smile on their face, blind to their ways |
| Everybody dying to get plays
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| The time that you waste
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| Put it into your grind and then maybe
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| You can bring the fuckin heat like Devi do on the daily
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| Every fucking day, everything’s the same, waking up in pain
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| Take it to the brain, take it to the brain
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| I just want it all
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| My heart is so empty
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| And I’ve been feeling so small
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| Get a little taste, of the fuckin fame, tryna play the game
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| Tryna make a name, tryna make a name
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| I just want it all
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| My heart is so empty
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| And I’ve been feeling so fucking small |