| I don’t ever slow up
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| No I don’t take shit
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| I got no love
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| For the fakeness
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| If you wanna play tough
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| And wanna hate this
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| I’ll always show up
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| I don’t ever slow up
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| No I don’t take shit
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| I got no love
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| For the fakeness
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| If you wanna play tough
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| And wanna hate this
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| I’ll always show up
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| And make a statement
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| I don’t ever slow up
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| No I don’t take shit
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| I got no love
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| For the fakeness
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| If you wanna play tough
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| And wanna hate this
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| I’ll always show up
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| And make a statement
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| Everything I do so instinctive and so passionate
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| Every word I move so descriptive like an adjective
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| I got a vendetta against people who patented
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| Being negative when you should be getting after it
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| I got facts over facts over tracks
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| This and that spitting slow spittin fast
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| I can roast I can gas
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| Think I’m ok at last
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| But I don’t know if that
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| Can erase all the past
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| And the pettiness, a reflection of the emptiness
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| Hilarious, you think your worth my time your delirious
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| Mysterious, because you hide behind a fake exterior
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| Inferior, you know I’ll always be a bit superior
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| Get off of me
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| This ain’t no humble brag
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| I want you to hear words you can say them back
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| I want you to feel free from the chains at last
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| And to believe in what you got it was built to last
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| Now that I’ve been put through hell
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| I never got anyone’s help
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| Had to do it all myself
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| I don’t ever slow up
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| No I don’t take shit
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| I got no love
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| For the fakeness
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| If you wanna play tough
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| And wanna hate this
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| I’ll always show up
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| And make a statement
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| I don’t ever slow up
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| No I don’t take shit
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| I got no love
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| For the fakeness
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| If you wanna play tough
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| And wanna hate this
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| I’ll always show up
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| And make a statement
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| They gonna learn the consequence
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| Of being incompetent
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| Mental health is confidence
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| Dreams and some honest-ness
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| I’m not here to save the day
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| That’s for you to take away
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| I could play a million mind games but instead I say
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| Something not illogical
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| Something that is topical
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| Rub it on and watch it go
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| Make yourself unstoppable
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| Dreams are irresponsible
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| But they’re always possible
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| If you just believe you could be so remarkable
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| I got these thoughts in my head
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| A collage and they spread
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| I’ll be great one day going off of my meds
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| No I’m not giving up
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| No I’m not giving in
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| I will make it to the top takin off in the wind
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| I gotta make it
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| I’m slaving every day to taste it
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| I’m patient
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| But my mind it can hardly take it
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| I’m chasing
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| A dream that I’ve had for several ages
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| A vacant
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| Modern kingdom for the taking
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| Now that I’ve been put through hell
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| I never got anyone’s help
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| Had to do it all myself
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| I don’t ever slow up
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| No I don’t take shit
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| I got no love
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| For the fakeness
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| If you wanna play tough
|
| And wanna hate this
|
| I’ll always show up
|
| And make a statement
|
| I don’t ever slow up
|
| No I don’t take shit
|
| I got no love
|
| For the fakeness
|
| If you wanna play tough
|
| And wanna hate this
|
| I’ll always show up
|
| And make a statement
|
| I don’t ever slow up
|
| No I don’t take shit
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| I got no love
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| For the fakeness
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| If you wanna play tough
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| And wanna hate this
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| I’ll always show up |