| I said I’m back in this bitch
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| Bringin' the flow that I got
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| Killin' em all, yes I will
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| Leavin' em dead where you stand
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| Better than most, this I know
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| I’m doin' it all, you can see
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| The God, a beast and monster
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| Be the artist see that I’m more, refuse to conform
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| When I perform it’s not the norm, it’s a standard
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| Hittin' innocent bystanders with this ignorant grammar
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| Now figure this shit out, 'cause I will bounce
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| As I leave them in awe
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| I resurrected on the Sabbath like a sacrificial relic
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| Rest in peace to the evils
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| I kill my pride and my ego
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| Leader by nature, I am
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| I don’t think they understand
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| I can’t complain about the cards I’m dealt
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| I’m playing my hand
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| An average man that’s motivated, doing more than the most
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| I pick up the pen and I use it true
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| To give you the beautiful music
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| In the pursuit of happiness like where the fuck my muse is
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| I’m giving you all that I got
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| I’m taking away from the funk
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| Supplying a feelin' they couldn’t replace
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| You in love with the vibe
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| Bringin' a rhythm and hit with the base
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| Ain’t nowhere you could hide
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| I’m livin' a life of grandeur
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| Keep your hands where I can see 'em
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| It’s signed, sealed and delivered
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| Riddled with nothing but apathy
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| After me there will be no-one, the Alpha and Omega
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| Major mistakes that they making
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| I spoke and I left them shook
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| Now they open just like a book
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| From the looks of things I could tell
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| It’s irrelevancy for real
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| What’s the deal, or perhaps a discount
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| Knock 'em off like a dismount
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| Ancient Egyptian culture, they tryna to figure my shit out
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| Chill out like in a villa
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| Vindicate with the villains
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| Freelance with the vision
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| Renaissance in my sentence
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| Sentimental descendant
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| I’m stealin' like Bernie Madoff
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| I’ll plot and play with a caper
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| I’m Robin Hood with the paper
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| There ain’t no way you could hate this
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| Emotionally I’m vacant
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| My mind has been running rampant
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| I fear they don’t understand me
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| I’ll never take this for granted
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| I pray for giving you more of me
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| A hopeless-ass poet shit
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| I feel like Jim Morrison
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| Idolize the legends
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| Wishin' that we had some more of them
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| If sanity was free then I could probably afford the shit
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| Instead I’m feeling out of it
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| Overdosed on an Ottoman
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| Took a couple klonopins
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| Poppin' pills like they M&M's
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| I’m insane, is it evident?
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| These kids’ll do the most to make sure they become relevant
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| But if you preachin' then you look crooked like Televangelists
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| The vantage point I’m speakin' from is low to the Earth
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| It’s like a spiritual birth
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| I stay calm, cool, and collected 'til I ride in the hearse
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| Just put me twelve feet deep, make sure I don’t come back
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| And reincarnate to a problem that you don’t want, blap
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| The fact is I’m snappin', I’m quick to attack
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| I’m leaving you gassed, the reason I’m mad
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| When I reach in the bag, no reason to yap, boom
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| Make 'em all feel it, you won’t see 'em again, hey |