| Yeah, you know, my girlfriend always wonders… Why I act this way
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| And I tell her: You never lived the life I lived
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| But when we have kids and I gotta tell’em a bedtime story…
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| This is the song I’ll sing for them yo…
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| I have lost more than I have gained
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| Destroyed myself long to fight the pain
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| Know a whole lot I’d like to blame
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| Trust me I’d like to change…
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| But for now I’m afraid your gonna have to wait another day
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| My advice is for you to run away
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| You won’t like me when I’m angry or happy for that matter
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| Either way, I get pissed off like a bad bladder
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| You ask when it’s better but no matter the weather
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| My reign of terror on the planet will never stop
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| I’m bout to cancel my agenda
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| And say fuck it all
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| Managers, promoters and fans can suck a ball
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| I ain’t love-able, I’m off the wall
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| All I care for is sex, drugs and rock’n’roll
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| I’m like Bad Blake I drink every damn day!
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| Make that muddy money in a second call it cash clay
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| And I don’t hang with crooks that is half way killer
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| We make you die slow like your ass J. Dilla
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| I come from the pits where the rottle snakes slither
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| You thought life’s sweet? |
| Well… The last taste’s bitter!
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| But for now I’m a frequent flyer
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| You want that dope shit? |
| I’m your supplier
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| No ceasefire I keep on hitting you
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| I breeze thought murderation on ya hole crew
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| Fuck the past boy everyday is brand new
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| Your not making moves your a fuckin' statue
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| From my point of view I do what I have to
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| Leave the world baffled victorious in battle
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| I’m too much to handle, European vandal
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| I burn down ya house like a candle
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| I know my capabilities I never gamble
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| Their ain’t gonna be hassle ya to fragile
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| I’ll end ya misery so be thankful
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| Just enter our world just take the capsule
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| No more boy in the corner, Dizzee Rascal
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| King of the castle I’m killing all mammals
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| But for now I live my life more than delirious
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| (No shit) It’s like a trip to the moon shit’s oblivious
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| (Nigga how you feel?) Psychically I’m fit I hope my spirit is
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| So I face my enemies they dead serious
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| Picture pyramids
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| Me meditating in the main shaft
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| My brain halves is so fast
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| The motherfuckin' code cracks
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| But for now I got them cold raps
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| Sold my soul to the Jackson’s and now I’m feelin' so bad
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| Evel knievel
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| I’m runnin' over people
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| Lethal with a vehicle the way I’m livin' shit is not legal
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| I’m runnin' bustin' till the point you get concussions
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| Niggas lustin' for some real motherfuckin' russian cussin'
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| I wanna grab my ex and tell her that I love her
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| Tell her nobody above her but the bitch is too stubborn
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| So I might as well just grab a pillow start to smother wrap her body in the
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| covers girl I love ya
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| I know what you did last summer
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| Me? |
| I was workin' on my music
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| With a crew so Vicious
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| They Rotten loose and Roofless
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| Tell me that I’m useless
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| I’ll use this tooth pick
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| When I’m done with yo teeth you can only eat a soup dish
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| My main point is I got motherfuckin' problems
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| Now and then I’m dwelling off but my meaning is to solve 'em
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| But for now
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| But for now
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| I’mma drop 'm
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| Until I hit the motherfuckin' bottom |