| Check it, you wanna live like this pa?
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| Judge me, talk shit all your life pa?
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| You wanna fuck with my click and talk behind our back
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| You must be crazy livin 'your life like that
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| And risking you life like that
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| My mind could snap!
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| In those afternoons with those gray skies
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| How the fuck do you defeat them
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| The pub unrolls me the hangers
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| An average of one gram per second
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| I curse the world and run man
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| You rock, I cum
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| I have more than one reason
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| More than 5 shots emptied on the counter
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| Reconnaissance neighborhood tour
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| I only have a cannon and I have bad thoughts
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| I spend nights with the most corrupt
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| Pinheads in the eyes
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| People touch me
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| When you do when you create
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| They all want to fuck my ass even if I were gay nazi
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| They want Truceboys live to blog about it
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| And an interview that makes me look more hip-hop
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| I don't know what I do
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| I know what I've been doing with this stuff since '94 and I'm still high
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| I beat my time
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| With the sole of the 180 on concrete and it's still cold in here
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| Check it, you wanna live like this pa?
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| Judge me, talk shit all your life pa?
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| You wanna fuck with my click and talk behind our back
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| You must be crazy livin 'your life like that
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| And risking you life like that
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| My mind could snap!
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| It's ice on my rotten heart now that's all I do
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| Nothing is beautiful, mold grows in the brain and shit on the asphalt
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| A fucking virus grows that infects us all
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| I count millions of destroyed neurons
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| All but bad vices change
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| When you have 2000 cocks in your head and a black sky over the buildings
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| When you hang out in hell too often e
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| When as a child you closed yourself to the toilet "what happened to you?"
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| I am also sick the next day and the next day I sleep too little
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| I leave my house as it catches fire
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| I let her kiss me
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| And she takes me into her absurd games
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| She leaves me scratches in the face and insulting messages
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| Everyone is good except me, T.R.U.C.E
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| You go bad with me
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| It's strange how much everyone loves you if you have money and fame
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| Strange how much if it all ends no one calls you
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| Check it, you wanna live like this pa?
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| Judge me, talk shit all your life pa?
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| You wanna fuck with my click and talk behind our back
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| You must be crazy livin 'your life like that
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| And risking you life like that
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| My mind could snap! |