| Rushing, ducking, hunting for something
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| Quit flaunting, everybody hustling
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| Everybody bought it from something
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| Everybody judging.
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| I’m sick of a thing called pretending… that you know where you’re heading,
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| Tell me again, keep it kept in,
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| All I wanted was your blessing.
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| So I’m sorry, you can’t tell me nothing
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| When I see it in your eyes your bluffing,
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| And all I asked for was taken away!
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| Gotta get it out, learn to defend it.
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| Gotta get it out, learn to accept it.
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| Gotta get it out
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| Gotta get it out
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| Gotta get it out.
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| Never been beaten or defeated
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| Keeping the pin of a meter,
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| Crossing the line, I’ma listen
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| Yo world you can keep it!
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| (I've got reasons demons)
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| Bashes, turn them into ashes
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| And never find a fear in the matches,
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| You’ll never sleep until you reach it,
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| With the writings on the wall,
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| (just read it).
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| So I can say that I beat it, stop stressing
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| Growing on myself’s just mentions,
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| And I’m betting this direction’s trying to smash into me!!!
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| Gotta get it out, learn to defend it.
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| Gotta get it out, learn to accept it.
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| Gotta get it out
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| Gotta get it out
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| Gotta get it out |