| God, I ain't got no time for conversations with your God
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| This here simulation always twisted, it's so fucked
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| I know I lack patience, it's a trait I’d wish would rot
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| Stuck beside the faceless, swear to god, I've had enough
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| I gotta focus on me, told you I hold it discrete
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| I'm evolving controlling the speed
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| They know that Scar is a beast
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| I'm revolving my thoughts for the cheap
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| Stacks on me, tell you some facts on beats
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| Got a few tats, in fact I'm the last of the free
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| LXRDMAGE gang till there ain't no path on my feet (Feet)
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| What you get when you mess with the best
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| Say less, matter fact, take a guess
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| Either way, either way, left with the rest
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| Won't forget when you tried to gimme the kiss of death
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| 2017, tryna make sign a mess
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| Now you motherfuckers couldn't catch up if I stopped to rest
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| Best of luck I know you need it all Law
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| Suited up and drowning in the wake of something you think you helped create
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| Fuck the suppressants, don't need no prescription
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| I'm lifted enough on my tangled ambitions
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| I killed myself so many times in the past
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| I don't know who I am but I'm still on the mission
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| They hate pace when the pace get's great
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| Leveled up a level just by hiding my face
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| Show me your mental but there's a time and a place
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| Creeping on the devil with a 9 to his face
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| Did it all with a whole lot of work
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| But I really gotta admit it a minimal effort
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| Is needed to generate a hate or love
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| That some of the most plaguing daily creators are treating
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| As one in the same long as it’s keeping a name
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| In the brains of the games
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| Most dedicated donators, haters, lovers all the same
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| What the fuck? |
| Line them all up
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| One by one, I'll slaughter them
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| Let it fall to ash, let the hope pass
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| Keep it in check with the foot on the gas, see it fly past
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| Never been following rules, nigga, fuck that
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| I'm doing this shit with the gang, we can't fall back
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| Put 'em under another one of the hundred and one thumbs
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| Times up bitch, say anything
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| Pick your poison, drink it up boys |