| Ay, I feel like Kris, I got… wait a minute
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| I feel like Kris, I got two sides, no sweat cause I dropped in the game with a
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| new style
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| Roll with that thing at my hip, I am too nice, could take your life in a fight,
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| but I’m too nice
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| Moving with two slimes, clique be equipped, if I’m gripping the stick,
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| then I’m ending it tonight
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| Susie, the purple could hit, get you mixed, get you lifted, you hitting a new
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| high
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| Spare me the act
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| If you get spared, can’t be fairer than that
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| Short tempered shawty come paird with an axe
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| Talk to me wrong and she’s baring her fangs
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| You must be wearing a mask
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| Cause nobody catch what you spit, y’all ain’t it, don’t compare me to that
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| Can’t compare me in fact
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| Sinking your ship like your pairing is whack
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| Move with murderers, antiperspirant, ain’t no sweat when I’m letting it spray
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| Y’all superfluous, crew on Cerberus, bow down, worship or get outta my way
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| This hit permanent, skip the sermon, I’m kill confirming, never came to play
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| games
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| Merking the masters in manors, these mortals and all their subservience,
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| put 'em in graves
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| Uh, wait, I can not act up cause I gotta bring me a pack, they attack,
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| got my back if I’m asking for backup
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| Wish that you’d back up, homie, don’t act tough, take your belongings and pack
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| up
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| Cause if I put you down, then there’s no getting back up
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| Getting crowded in town, we was down, now we on the way back up (let's go)
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| Chapters
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| I don’t wanna fall, can I climb back up
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| Clawing at the walls when my time is up
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| I could risk it all if they call my bluff and write these
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| Chapters
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| I don’t wanna fall, can I climb back up
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| Clawing at the walls when my time is up
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| I could risk it all if they call my bluff and write these
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| I feel like Jevil, I can do anything
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| I’m finna revel, I’m taking everything
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| You just a pebble, trying to threaten me?
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| Ain’t even worthy to be called an enemy
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| The silence is deafening
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| In violence I’m finding my ecstasy
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| Involuntarily finding my extra me
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| Seeing my soul energy isn’t settling
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| Causing extremities, cut through the crust, and I don’t mean a snail pie
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| Rotten my core like I’m passing the sale by
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| Hop in the foreign and I’m finna sail by
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| Putting that point to his head like a Werewire
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| You with the feds like Undyne, so broke can’t even get one dime
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| I keep me a mop like a janitor, stepping to me will not be a fun time
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| Everyone slipping, they just need to ketchup
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| Greater and Lesser Dogs finna fetch up
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| Getting my bread up
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| Money got sick like Rudolph, way that I’m stacking my checks up
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| Uh, that was out of pocket, Lancer
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| Ain’t talking money, we ain’t gonna banter
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| I’m tryna get me a house in the Hamptons
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| I’m tryna be a Big Shot like a Spamton
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| I’m tryna blow up and you tryna dampen
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| Machine on my hip, if he try me, we thrash him
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| He look like a dummy, the way that we trash him
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| That homie was fake, so we had to unmask him
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| Dark on my heart, so I’m hardly a saint, and I’m starting to hate on this world
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| that we live in
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| It’s hardly a given, I’m already driven to bring in an evil that’s sealed and
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| forbidden
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| Chapters
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| I don’t wanna fall, can I climb back up
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| Clawing at the walls when my time is up
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| I could risk it all if they call my bluff and write these
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| Chapters
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| I don’t wanna fall, can I climb back up
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| Clawing at the walls when my time is up
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| I could risk it all if they call my bluff and write these
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| Chapters |