| Misunderstood just for being me,
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| so I guess they don’t understand real!
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| A fairy tale will get you a couple of mills.
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| And working hard ain’t just enough for the bills.
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| And what a drama!
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| Left home, said bye to Mama
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| so Mr. Obama,
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| legalize MILK instead of marijuana.
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| I guess we paying for karma and all of her best friends,
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| so they best be expecting a 'D'
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| So the trick is to chill
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| and chicks are for MILK
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| and as long as I’m alive, that’s gone keep me trill,
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| so bitch don’t kill my vibe when I just got the feel.
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| The devil won’t hold me back, I’m God’s will! |
| Ha!
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| And who cares what they say about 'cho.
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| Never worry what they think about 'cho.
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| We live all night, dream all day,
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| yeah we made it to the front page.
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| And we don’t care what they say about us.
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| Yeah, we don’t care what they think about us.
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| We live all night, dream all day.
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| You can’t kick us out, yeah, we’re here to stay.
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| We killers, killers, killers.
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| We killers, killers, killers!
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| We killers, killers, killers.
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| Yeah, I’m a killer! |
| I’m a killer!
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| See, God told me to claim my throne,
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| so shut the fuck up,
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| so fuck money, fuck fame, and fuck the hype!
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| I’ve been around,
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| don’t ever doubt me.
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| I’m here to stay,
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| so you better like me.
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| Eye for an eye,
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| bill for a bill,
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| tea for two,
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| that’s a white man’s sale!
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| So imma buy me a grill
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| so I can talk money,
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| talk gold
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| before I can kill.
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| 'Cause I’m back to my OG
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| khakis and a rolex
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| the gold chain, the black tees
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| is about to???
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| Chillin' with the homies,
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| groupies all up on me,
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| thinking about my future sippin' forties!
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| Ah! |
| Hey!
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| And who cares what they say about 'cho.
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| Never worry what they think about 'cho.
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| We live all night, dream all day,
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| yeah we made it to the front page.
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| And we don’t care what they say about us.
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| Yeah, we don’t care what they think about us.
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| We live all night, dream all day.
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| You can’t kick us out, yeah, we’re here to stay.
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| And who cares what they say about 'cho.
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| Never worry what they think about 'cho.
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| We live all night, dream all day,
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| yeah we made it to the front page.
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| And we don’t care what they say about us.
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| Yeah, we don’t care what they think about us.
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| We live all night, dream all day.
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| You can’t kick us out, yeah, we’re here to stay.
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| We killers, killers, killers.
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| We killers, killers, killers!
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| We killers, killers, killers.
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| Yeah, I’m a killer! |
| I’m a killer! |