| I don’t mean to sound conceited to those who just don’t know me
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| It’s a sad life I’ve been leadin'
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| But only because it can get lonely at the top
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| (Wolf howl) x3
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| My homies know it’s lonely at the top
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| Nowhere to go now, so we gotta drop
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| I’m blowin' up, don’t ever plan to stop
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| Hang up my banner, damn, I make it pop
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| What’s a legend but fictional history?
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| With its origin shrouded in mystery?
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| Definition don’t sound like it fits me
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| If I go down then I doubt they’ll forget me
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| Got you runnin' - I’m gunnin' for victory
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| When I come in no one can predict me
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| Just like an unwritten prophecy — nobody thought I’d be
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| Top of them all, but I’m gonna be
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| I don’t mean to sound conceited, but if you don’t know me
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| It’s a sad life I’ve been leadin', cuz it can get lonely at the top
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| Look at me, undefeated, I’ll leave 'em in pieces, I’ve become elitist
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| Cuz when I tell you, hell, I mean it
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| That it gets so lonely at the top
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| (Lonely at the top)
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| Hit you like Spitfire, got you thunderstruck
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| Bad time to Flatline, I can pull the plug
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| Show some Devotion to the hole you dug
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| Back down or tap out — how’s your luck?
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| You wanna play with the big dogs until a tragedy happens
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| You look like a dachshund wandered into a pack of ravenous Mastiffs
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| Add the fact that we’re rabid, stacking up caskets
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| Where is your tag at? |
| Nobody grabbed it
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| Line up to die if you’re tryna get past
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| I don’t mind killin' time with the traffic
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| I’m on the Prowl, but I don’t need a Wingman
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| Float like a butterfly, but I can sting man
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| Nothing but headshots, wait till I ping it
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| Serve up the Hemlok, go on and drink it
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| When I come in zipping with force
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| And kickin' in doors, bitches hit the floors
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| I looted a body with shit in its drawers
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| Not pointing fingers, I think it was yours
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| I don’t mean to sound conceited, but if you don’t know me
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| It’s a sad life I’ve been leadin', cuz it can get lonely at the top
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| Look at me, undefeated, I’ll leave 'em in pieces, I’ve become elitist
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| Cuz when I tell you, hell, I mean it
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| That it gets so lonely at the top
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| (Lonely at the top)
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| Maybe I’m conceited, but it ain’t right to fight it
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| No use tryna hide it, cuz I kinda like it lonely at the top
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| I don’t mean to sound conceited, but if you don’t know me
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| It’s a sad life I’ve been leadin', cuz it can get lonely at the top
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| Look at me, undefeated, I’ll leave 'em in pieces, I’ve become elitist
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| Cuz when I tell you, hell, I mean it
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| That it gets so lonely at the top
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| (Lonely at the top) |