| I’m apart, I’m exposed
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| I’m the flaw, hell if I know
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| I’m the cause, the cuts in the deep wounds
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| I’ve made it this far
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| If I can, then you can too
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| If I can, then you can too
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| If I can, then you can too, woo
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| Been a long fight (Ah), still no truce (Oh yeah)
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| Been a long night, sippin' on chop and screw juice
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| She said she wanna screw Juice
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| Her boyfriend like, «Screw Juice»
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| Hit her with the ooh-la-la
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| Then hit him with the doom-doom
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| Everyday my heart racin', Lamborghini, shit on vroom-vroom
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| Everyday my heart racin' for no reason, what have I come to?
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| Yeah, what have I turned to?
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| A lot of people turned they back on me, what if I turn too?
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| Man, fuck that shit, I gotta stay true
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| Sippin' on Actavis in my panic room
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| I’m apart, I’m exposed
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| I’m the flaw, hell if I know
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| I’m the cause, the cuts in the deep wounds
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| I’ve made it this far
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| If I can, then you can too
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| Drugs in my hand, what I’m gon' do? | 
| (Yeah)
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| I’m a high guy, kinda fly too
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| Cupid did a drive-by, shot me from the sunroof
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| Hit a nigga ten times, Gucci shirt, I bled through
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| Stains, stains, stains, stains, there’s blood in the rain
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| Shame, shame, shame, shame
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| He used my chest as a firing range
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| Um, fire away
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| I’m feeling low, so I feel like I’m gon' get higher today, ayy
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| Click-clack, fire away
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| Night crawlin', me and Michael Myers on a double date
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| I’m apart, I’m exposed
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| I’m the flaw, hell if I know
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| I’m the cause, the cuts in the deep wounds
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| I’ve made it this far
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| If I can, then you can too |