| Salutations to the savages and scavengers
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| Learned my ethics from the traffickers
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| Society treats us like pathogens like Spirit passengers
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| Trying to patch a broken past like the path of Anakin
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| Jedi mindstate on a red eye overnight on a wake
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| Even a small oversight can leave you slain
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| Looking for my Lois Lane, traveled down the lowest lane
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| 5'6 but I got the strength of a Samoan frame
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| By now you know the name you seen the picture the poet paints
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| Pitching this cocaine with a poker face and no shame
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| Code name Gamo got a chick to clip toenails
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| My weight broke the scale so many wait and let it go stale
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| No sales, you get the full price, pull a heist
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| This year I’m getting that Pulitzer Prize winner hype
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| Music blogs spin it right, dim the lights
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| These rappers Vanilla Ice, I’m Attila with a knife
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| Drinking Miller lite
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| At the Kremlin looking splendid like I’m trying na get elected
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| My whip electric ten chicks around me looking eccentric
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| I set the benchmark u talking shit from the bench paul
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| No guest star I slide like Cholesterol and make ya chest stall
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| Hack in the system like Draymond green
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| Got my game on these pages put my name on memes
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| Drinking chivas playing «rock, paper, scissors»
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| The pot roast delicious, paparazzi’s taking pictures
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| Media whores surrounding, I’m just a meteor
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| Trips to Singapore, you never seen a king before
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| Christian Dior listening to Bjork, simmer the chicken broth
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| Battling stress, I got a million thoughts
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| Sicillian cloth, persecute the prophet lift the cross
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| Piss em off when u smile: that’ll kill em sof …
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| Lauryn Hill flip, human with a kill switch
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| While they popping bottles behind velvet ropes so they can feel rich |