| Knots in my stomach
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| God damn I love it
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| Adrenaline rushin
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| Always topic of discussion
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| At the function know we goin all out
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| Never doubt
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| We en route to the top
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| Know we gettin it now
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| White lines by the throne and I’m pacing
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| Back forth fore I’m storming the gates it’s
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| My hands on the sword in the pavement
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| God damn, coming forward with the ravens
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| What plans? |
| Bitch I’m pourin up aggression
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| Fuck their land filled with death and that depression
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| Luck stack bands, like a lawyer in recessions
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| Couldn’t stop my hands with like 30 Smith and Wesson’s
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| Listen above I ain’t give a fuck who know
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| The sickness proceeding bitch you can duck but you show
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| The evil that’s creepin beneath the sun on your clothes
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| I kick it with demons who use your blood for their flows
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| Will, life, earth
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| Power, death, curse
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| Standing up I’ve fallen first
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| Give a fuck, I’ll stall that hearse
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| Luck
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| Knots in my stomach
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| God damn I love it
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| Adrenaline rushin
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| Always topic of discussion
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| At the function know we goin all out
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| Never doubt
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| We en route to the top
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| Know we gettin it now
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| Even on top we got knots
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| Often the thought of the stage gets me way hot n heavy
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| We gotta get settled, so we can separate from jobs we dreaded
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| You are not ready
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| Step into my mind like I fell asleep with Freddy
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| Running down a dream, Rest In Peace Tom Petty
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| Underground KINGS, ONI INC team on a scheme tying to get breaded
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| The power intended to share so we let it
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| We vetted these joints
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| All in to win like we bet at this point
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| No regrets to repoint
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| Flowing like birds of a feather, or growing conjoined
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| We experts of noise, smoking on tree while we pen with a poise
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| We ONI BOYS knowing what words we can tether together stay scoring 3 points
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| Losin myself keep my ego in check
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| Bulletin my head if I overstep
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| I Keep making them checks
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| Lefthand know what is next
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| Mess with the best end up dead like the rest
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| Gunnin for every mother fucker
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| Die
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| Switched teams now you all alone
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| See on your face that you don’t want this smoke
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| Before & after show you know I gotta toke, yeah
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| Knots in my stomach
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| God damn I love it
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| Adrenaline rushin
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| Always topic of discussion
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| At the function know we goin all out
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| Never doubt
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| We en route to the top
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| Know we gettin it now
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| Feel like I lost my wit, oh shit
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| The flow robot make you feel like a glitch
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| Gotta itching for havoc, my mission is madness
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| A bit too dramatic, emissions quite rapid
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| Your wish imma grant it
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| The Daydream Genie the mortician of rappers
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| Deposition of the power
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| In position to devour
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| Showboating with homies
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| You know that we ONI
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| Flow cut like razors we’re gonna hit pay dirt
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| Top of our weight and our worth
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| Quick like the races and ONI is winning this course
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| First up is tours
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| Second the world
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| Ye, second to none
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| Ye, second the world
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| We’re second to none |