| No control! |
| No surprise!
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| Tossed the keys to the kingdom down that hole in my eye
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| I'm my own casualty! |
| I fuck up everything I see, fighting in futility!
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| We start the Final War
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| Tell me what's worth fighting for
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| When we know there's nothing more
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| We take the hand or fist
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| Just to sell ourselves for this
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| The path we least resist
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| No control! |
| No surprise!
|
| Tossed the keys to the kingdom down that hole in my eye
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| I'm my own casualty! |
| I fuck up everything I see, fighting in futility!
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| Uh, I give you what you came for
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| This is not the same though
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| Got a different method
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| But I still can bring the pain so
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| Y'all stuck in that same flow
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| I got that insane flow
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| High as y'all can get but you're
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| Never really in my range, though
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| Yes, I'm half Anglo
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| Half fried Panko
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| All prime-time rhymer
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| Let the bass bang low
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| All you fucking lames go
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| Aiming at my name, know
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| Careful what you shoot because you might hit what you aim for
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| (Careful what you shoot because you might hit what you aim for)
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| No control! |
| No surprise!
|
| Tossed the keys to the kingdom down that hole in my eye
|
| I'm my own casualty! |
| I fuck up everything I see, fighting in futility
|
| No control! |
| No surprise!
|
| Tossed the keys to the kingdom down that hole in my eye
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| I'm my own casualty! |
| [x2]
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| I'm not allowed to say certain things, aahhhh!
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| Try and do... try and do the other thing... real quick. |