| Devil inside me
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| Meddling telling me get less alive
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| Enemies die when they enter my sights
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| In Hell everything’s fine Inhale steadily high
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| Float through the sky like it’s Enter the Void
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| They’ll remember my voice if I soak em in fire
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| Here’s an open reply to all those who defy
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| Get injected with poison
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| Not innocent knotted in sin
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| Nocturnal nights nodding to synths
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| Nas with the pen monster within
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| Pockets are lint not gonna win
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| Gone with the wind walking the plank
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| Talk to the fish God in the flesh
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| Heart is abyss when I pop in a clip
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| I still can’t feel my face how am I moving?
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| These people were real at first now it’s Kabuki
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| My house is so spooky
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| My outlook is gloomy
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| You sleep with the sushi
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| My mouth is an Uzi
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| My sound is so brutal
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| My life is a movie
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| My eyes are like rubies
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| When I hit the doobie
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| My eyelids are drooping
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| My mind is so beautiful
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| Dynamite booming inside of me
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| I shine like jewelry
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| My styles are so Gucci
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| My lines are like Rumi’s
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| But I don’t write like I’m an acolyte
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| Now I’m so moody alkali’s out of line
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| Battle cry music ruthless and savage
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| I sacrifice you because I’m never choosy
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| And after more appetite I never lose it
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| Like raw I only eat if it’s raw
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| Those who sleep on me can rot
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| Fuck all your Yves Saint Laurent
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| I’ll read Eliphas Levi
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| And be with the demons in fire
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| I don’t fit in, I’m stranger (ayy)
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| Circle stay small, no strangers (ayy)
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| All my enemies in danger (ayy)
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| All my enemies in danger (ayy)
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| Gun cocked open wide, we don’t ever go outside
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| Don’t blow my high
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| Rottweiler on my side,
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| Don’t blow my high
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| I don’t fit in, I’m stranger (ayy)
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| Circle stay small, no strangers (ayy)
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| All my enemies in danger (ayy)
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| All my enemies in danger (ayy)
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| Gun cocked open wide, we don’t ever go outside
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| Don’t blow my high
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| Rottweiler on my side,
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| Don’t blow my high |