| If I gotta go
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| Can anybody tell me where
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| And if I gotta go
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| Does anybody even care
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| Lo look look
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| We gon party like its one nine nine nine
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| Somethin triggers makin my mind design crime
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| When at times my minds fine inclinded to find dimes
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| Resigned from primetime
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| I need my stars to align when signs say they benigne
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| Tell whoever cares if a stray happens to hit me
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| I need to take all the money I made with me
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| If im heaven bound I’ll put a hole in every turncoat
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| If hell bound im poppin shit thru the inferno
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| My jargon is im an arsonist
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| Since 11 when I found out what arson is
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| Look at me fully styled in that foreign whip
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| I get a high from it love that johnny carson shit
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| I got facsination for the aggrvation
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| Shoot em or ?? |
| I love the fabrication
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| Waitin on a antedote but I lack the patience
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| On the second thought got my own vaccination
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| If I gotta go
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| Can anybody tell me where
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| And if I gotta go
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| Does anybody even care
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| Problem is im smarter than everybody
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| But too numb to show it they too dumb to know it
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| Eventually my a’s turned into d’s
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| Eventually my o’s made it’s way to e
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| Im tense im not at ease
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| Theres niggaz with degrees
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| That aint never made it hot nor turned up the degrees
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| Theres niggaz with credentials accolates paperwork
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| But couldnt figure out how to make they paper work
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| Me I fight to stay alive everyday is work
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| Especially when they say theres six million ways to murk
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| I wish the world was more like me
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| More likely to see thru the eyes that I see
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| Or be tired like I be
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| Lets hide our id’s
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| Theres holes in my arms
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| Untied this iv
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| At times wish the world would comprehend like I do
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| Know it sound like I dont wanna mend but I’d like to
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| If I gotta go
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| Can anybody tell me where
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| And if I gotta go
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| Does anybody even care
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| I wonder whats behind the clouds
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| Flew all over the world still I couldnt find out
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| Maybe im normal and everybody else isnt
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| Apron on over the stove in hells kitchen
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| Nails bitten failed livin
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| Another derailed mission for a nigga jail smitten
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| Enough to get the pound
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| If I dont like the shit around me
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| Maybe I should change the shit that im around
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| How that sound |