| All these pussies talk, but they will never walk the walk
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| I’m pulling up, leave 'em dust
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| My blade all I need to trust
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| Felt the rain too many times, it’s time to watch me turn to rust
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| Pop, pop, pop, pop 'til they drop
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| I love to watch and I can’t stop this
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| Way past saving, awful maybe
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| You just made my opp list
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| So much pressure on my shoulders, I just need some peace for once
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| I might snap, so back up slowly
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| Oh my God, I’m choking
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| I’m like, «Fuck, what you want, bitch?»
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| You ain’t shit, watch you run without warning
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| Just another coward, my presence make you cower
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| My breath is on your throat, another soul I will devour
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| Bitch, I got some problems, leave the snakes in the jar (What?)
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| All these pussies talk, but they will never walk the walk
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| I’m pulling up, leave 'em dust
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| My blade all I need to trust
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| Felt the rain too many times, it’s time to watch me turn to— |