| Tell 'em keep up with the pace they know we running
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| Had to find my way, make something happen, it was necessary
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| To defeat my pride I killed my ego so I’m down to Earth
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| Never hid it, I’ve been off on this journey tryna find my worth,
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| searching depths of my soul
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| For the solid guarantee that I need to be in control
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| Moving on this lonely road with my intuition of course
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| Got to call it like it is, I can’t be a victim of hope
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| Giving wisdom if you listen you got it straight from the source
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| And these flows are made up with love
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| My eternal battle with drugs
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| When you hit well they leave you numb
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| Bet you feel where I’m coming from
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| Let it resonate with the young
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| So they elevate to the sun
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| Never burning out from the rush
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| From eternity into dust
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| My disposable thoughts combust
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| Ima bet I’ll go number one
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| I get everything that I want
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| But I feel like the only one in the room
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| 4,000 square feet could feel like a tomb
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| That’s when your own thoughts start to consume, the monsoon
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| Fighting with eternal demons, had to put 'em to rest
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| Rolling up another one, I’m tryna manage the stress
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| I’ve been praying for some peace, I ain’t concerned with success
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| Another day above ground, bless
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| Fighting with eternal demons, had to put 'em to rest
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| Rolling up another one, I’m tryna manage the stress
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| I’ve been praying for some peace, I ain’t concerned with success
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| Another day above ground, bless
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| I can internalize it all inside the art that I give
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| The honesty gon' make 'em feel me, they relate to the trip
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| When your trajectory reverses in a downward spin
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| We suffering within the present if this world gon' end
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| Never give energy to negative assessments again
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| I only listen to the God that’s inside of me
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| Guiding me through the treacherous, dangerous, nefarious pawns of society
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| In the eye of the storm where it’s calm for the carnivores
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| The animals, the connoisseurs, they’ll take your all but want some more
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| They mortified the mortal man
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| My faith is brick and mortar mixed with water
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| Let it stream down from Heaven’s Gates into the mezzanine
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| The letter reads: the real will live forever, never supercede
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| The road to riches paved with many things, even shattered dreams
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| I’m waiting on the signs and the sounds from when an angel sings
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| to take 'em to the floor, we Kurt Angle-ing
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| The truth ain’t outta reach, it’s in between, it’s looking moderate
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| The mainstream’ll have you feeling washed up and out of it
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| You need to get a hit to scratch the itch just like the lottery
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| Your self worth depends upon the places you deposit it
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| The losses in this life could teach you more than all these colleges
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| Fighting with eternal demons, had to put 'em to rest
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| Rolling up another one, I’m tryna manage the stress
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| I’ve been praying for some peace, I ain’t concerned with success
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| Another day above ground, bless
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| Fighting with eternal demons, had to put 'em to rest
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| Rolling up another one, I’m tryna manage the stress
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| I’ve been praying for some peace, I ain’t concerned with success
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| Another day above ground, bless |