| Looking out the window
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| Trying to animate this bland estate
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| There is no chemical to palliate me manic state
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| I just stand and wait
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| Below the standard weight
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| My bird looks like '68 Sharon Tate
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| Reminisce like old guys on a bench
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| I tell you how it is so you don’t die in suspense
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| When you snorted your sole line the of defense
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| And the grass is dying on both sides of the fence
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| Positive visualization is a must
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| Diving into a pit of money but waking up concussed
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| To stunt some more, Its all been done before
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| There’s a war outside, I shrug and shut the door
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| While you watch across the chessboard to check me
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| «All is fair in love» and phrases I can’t recall correctly
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| Flipping the table, still as unstable
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| Mixed grill on my lap, cow and chicken on cable
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| Chipped like every other tooth in me piehole
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| Fuck a suit and a tie, stroll by high both eyes glued to the sky
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| Get money, make mulah, and die. |
| Bye!
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| See you later, In a bit
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| I need to go now, I gotta dip
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| Where you going?
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| On a trip
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| Where to?
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| I don’t really give a shit
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| See you later, In a bit
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| I need to go now, I gotta dip
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| Where you going?
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| On a trip
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| Where to?
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| I don’t really give a shit
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| Show in class, things to teach
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| Practice something that I didn’t preach
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| Down the middle, fifty each
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| Let’s take a walk, flea-ridden leash
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| I’m Chongy
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| Little cheech I’m smoking, spinach quiche
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| I’m cozy, in my niche
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| Big meech with a bigger reach
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| I’m clean
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| Sippin' bleach, my queen, Princess Peach
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| Last seen in the Philippines on a hidden beach
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| I’m sween, shallow man
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| I’m digging deep, address the crowd but I didn’t speak
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| Hug life, kiss my teeth but get diamond cut, Philly cheese
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| I’m silky
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| Pimpin P, I’m dreaming, triple bleam, I’m scheming
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| Whipping cream you lose on the winning team
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| I’m swimming
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| In a stream of money, river bream, I’m paid
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| Lift the dream, shades tinted, limousine like-
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| Tyres screeching, I’m looking out the window
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| Blinds Venetian, why you reaching for the sky like it’s falling?
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| Like assortment, tie, I’ve been high since this morning
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| But, Bye!
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| See you later, In a bit
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| I need to go now, I gotta dip
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| Where you going?
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| On a trip
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| Where to?
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| I don’t really give a shit
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| See you later, In a bit
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| I need to go now, I gotta dip
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| Where you going?
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| On a trip
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| Where to?
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| I don’t really give a-… |