| I was here first
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| Let mere works determine worth
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| Spill a beer at church, wonder where his spirit lurks
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| Yeah you hear it first
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| These be the thoughts that’s in my sphere at work
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| Clearly living in my nightmare, right there severe smirk
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| Your plight against blight failed, I’m off the rails
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| Can’t steer worse
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| Eating steer steak, fill my plate first
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| I’m hungry, and I ate worse, I pull the 8, graze nerves
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| Grave concerns piling up engraved urns
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| My maze arned off every pag turned
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| I been user lurking, intercept a cloud entangler
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| Cement forest, duck the ranger, high as pterodactyl
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| Something stranger than you apt to
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| I got the altitude to clap at you
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| The aptitude to throw this math at you
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| I keep the 9 dastardly close, that’s my attitude
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| Still calmer than wind over the latitude
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| A lot of you niggas sound like me, where’s the gratitude?
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| Shit you ain’t gotta give it back, you can have it fool
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| Fuck em
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| Uh Yeah I rowed the boat all alone
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| I hit the curb, me my gun and my soul
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| When the Sun Rose, I stood on my own
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| When the sun set, I watched it alone
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| I get it myself, my nigga yeah
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| I get it all my own my nigga yeah
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| Go and get it yourself my nigga
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| Yeah I rowed the boat all alone
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| I hit the curb, me my gun and my soul
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| When the Sun Rose, I stood on my own
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| When the sun set, I watched it alone
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| I get it myself, my nigga
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| I get it all my own my nigga yeah
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| My nigga you should too
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| I’m pullin a pen
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| You’re interdependent
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| My flow is sick like conflict diamonds living in your medallions
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| Time in the gallows he spent
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| Infrequent, I play with a yellow scar demon
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| Irish green laser beaming while you frauds is sleepin
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| Bars that trap your mind, or have you at the trap bleedin
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| I’m the clap scheming black zenith, vomit racks bulimics
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| Sacrilegious that I’m not behemoth, God it’s Jesus
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| Golden fleeces, Submariner swim on Polar beaches
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| While K7 rest in Peace, I live in Pieces
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| Can you see it? |
| Watch me somehow still live out my thesis
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| Blood clottin leaches, spot em dot em, now they fleet is
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| Out of wattage, I’m the obvious torch holding genius
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| Lobotomist with that drum kit and that shell retriever
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| I bust a shot in her guts, now she the wide receiver
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| Screamin' go deeper
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| This nigga hold ether
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| Scroll scripting prescription opiod lethal
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| Reset in peace to, Kirk who ate the evil
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| I got friends who disappeared, last words was rest easy bro
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| Hope they both witness my growth, I’m pitching like Ichiro
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| Told myself, in the mirror you on your own negro
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| Yeah I rowed the boat all alone
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| I hit the curb, me my gun and my soul
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| When the Sun Rose, I stood on my own
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| When the sun set, I watched it alone
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| I get it myself, my nigga yeah
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| I get it all my own my nigga yeah
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| Go and get it yourself my nigga
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| Yeah I rowed the boat all alone
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| I hit the curb, me my gun and my soul
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| When the Sun Rose, I stood on my own
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| When the sun set, I watched it alone
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| I get it myself, my nigga
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| I get it all my own my nigga yeah
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| My nigga you should too |