| You cannot compare to me, you step up, get knocked back, my G
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| You cannot be seen with me, I duck into these shadow streets
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| Mad because I damage all the structure that beneath my feet
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| Omen, King Of Demons, causing casualties so casually
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| From the depths I came and went, now I got sacks and racks and checks
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| Now I got bitches on my dick but keep these rappers off my dick
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| Money always coming in now so I never need to stress
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| Now I just flex on everybody that ever told me to call the quits
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| Oh, you think you with the shits? |
| See, momma never raised no bitch
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| She told me «get it how you live,» so I got it like I do
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| Flawlessly fatalitizing just like that Sub Zero dude
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| I know you think I’m fucking wack, you know I’m still not hearing you
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| I’m riding through the sky, that just means I’m getting high, aye
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| Rolling high, that Paypal piling, misfits riding every night
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| Colorblind to black and white, I don’t have a simple mind
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| OmenXIII is the Reaper, take your life and make it mine
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| Never fit in, but I never did care
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| Twist my sticks when the honey leaf tear
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| Bang my head, let it shake my hair
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| When that bass go bang and the crowd in the air
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| Never fit in, but I never did care
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| Twist my sticks when the honey leaf tear
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| Bang my head, let it shake my hair
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| When that bass go bang and the crowd in the air
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| Catch me riding, sliding, rolling, smoking, just like that
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| I’m high, I’m flying, hocus pocus, just like that
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| I’m riding, sliding, rolling, smoking, just like that
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| I’m high, I’m flying, hocus pocus, just like that
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| Just like that, just like that
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| Just like that, just like that
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| Just like that, just like that
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| Just like that, just like that |