| Because you get me, you can't get me down anymore
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| When I was already, all right
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| Far too loyal, loyal
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| For your headfuck, headfuck, because
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| I go one-on-one with the inner demons and have been for thirteen years
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| I'm there no matter what
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| Ask your gangsters, they know my voice
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| Have respect, respect for the realness
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| But fuck me, I'll send you to heaven
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| My brothers are day 1s, my fans are day 1s
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| Your gangster washerwomen, there is no one behind you
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| Talkin' eighteen like thirty, groupie bitches in a club
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| But we've finished your levels, you wankers were still just air
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| What pressure, I inhale the city deep into my chest
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| Put it on beat and give your hate a new reason
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| Made for it, walking barefoot through hell
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| Live free in minds, with the real ones, with the real ones
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| Made for it, always loyal to my people
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| Don't trade cash for friends, for the real ones, for the real ones
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| Made for it, walking barefoot through hell
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| Live free in minds, with the real ones, with the real ones
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| Made for it, always loyal to my people
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| Don't trade cash for friends, for the real ones, for the real ones
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| Everyone pulls, pulls too much
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| And then far too many follow along
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| But none of them pulls me underneath on the trip anymore
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| Everyone wants to talk, talk
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| Are suddenly part of my life
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| Don't make a film, you don't know me a bit
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| Bit little to talk? |
| (Talk)
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| Deep black slices
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| Just the beat and me alone
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| Put your ear to the asphalt at night and then you'll hear my lines
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| Everyone goes up, but nobody stays real
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| I to death and death with me
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| Brother there, brother here
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| We share no blood, so leave the shit (shit)
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| I know all the stitches
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| I have my own quirks
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| But for the gang, the sun still shines brightly in my shadow
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| If you're my enemy, I'll give you lead
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| If you're my friend, I'll give you love
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| Because a wolf only stays damn loyal to the family
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| Made for it, walking barefoot through hell
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| Live free in minds, with the real ones, with the real ones
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| Made for it, always loyal to my people
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| Don't trade cash for friends, for the real ones, for the real ones
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| Made for it, walking barefoot through hell
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| Live free in minds, with the real ones, with the real ones
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| Made for it, always loyal to my people
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| Don't trade cash for friends, for the real ones, for the real ones
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| Made for it |