| You make power look so damn easy
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| You make me wanna burn down yeezy
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| You wanna be me, ain’t that easy
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| I’ll put a flame to the net call KeKe
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| JUMP IN THE PIT
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| You want me?
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| Well you can’t have me
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| You don’t own me
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| But I know you watch me
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| Your money can’t buy me
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| Tellin me what I should be
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| So low I’m high key
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| You wanna be me
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| But it’s fire fire, we higher
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| Long blade Mike Myers
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| Cut throat and rats with wires
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| Kill buyers and suppliers
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| 911 open fire
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| Rack city caged with Tygas
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| Steal whips with bricks and pliers
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| Break codes and…
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| Bitch I’m lit, with the shits
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| DMX with the pit
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| Tell ****** he a bitch
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| C4 with the hip
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| Brad Pitt with a grill
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| Know a wire when it glitch
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| Dig a ditch, face the mirror
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| In a pit, so we all jumped
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| JUMP IN THE PIT
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| SAY IT LOUD
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| First words is still fuck you
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| Last words is still fuck you
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| Keyboard thug with issue
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| Real life what you won’t do
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| Tomahawk with the pistol
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| Impact just like a missal
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| Snap just like a pit bull
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| Gun powder and no sleep
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| Talk shit, get hit in Nottingham
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| UK, doomsday, son of Sam
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| Caliber 44, I’m a motormouth
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| Kill a roach, make em ghost
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| In any house, I air em out
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| Internet thug gets no love
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| Vigilante I break em down
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| I make the rules
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| There is no rules
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| Fuck all your rules
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| Learn and follow the rules
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| Air em out
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| JUMP IN THE PIT |