| Johnny asked me if I were afraid
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| Well, we killed nineteen of them today right in this area
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| Johnny, it takes you five minutes
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| You, you saw me
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| Weh the bloodclaat do you? |
| Siddung, siddungBrian Spencer
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| Mi nuh waan nobody at all talk to mi right now, yuh hear? |
| Everything alright?
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| Ready?
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| Plague
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| Bring that back, ayy
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| Figures I’ve got them sorted
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| My shit cost a fortune
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| Trigged I’ve got them haunted
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| Niggas they can’t afford this
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| Bigger than I thought I’d reach
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| I just got here with caution
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| Been non-stop with grief
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| It’s like my minds distorted
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| All of this life’s recorded uh
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| The shit that’s a lie’s rewarded uh
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| Evil inside the core shit uh
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| Keep on just buying bullshit uh
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| Like I’m the one to prove it
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| Most of this life’s assuming, uh
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| Don’t you advise the culprit
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| Let 'em all bite the bullet
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| So much time, ain’t no one can hold me back
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| I might be crazy in my mind, but I’m not blind to fucking facts
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| I swear I’m feeling fucking fine, can you close your fucking mouth?
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| I see your living in a lie, I see your life is fucking trash
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| What you know about this?
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| Keep calm carry on to your bits
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| Surgical mask on face like always
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| Fuck a pandemic these scars case risk
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| Wah?
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| I done charged up big
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| Full energy like I’m still jacked in
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| Couldn’t force me to quit this shit
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| I’m too sick they reached but they still couldn’t touch this king
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| Line up my shots then swing
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| Scars could never stop this ting
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| I’m a boss that’s really insane
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| No games the plays I make they caused me to win
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| That’s mind games
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| Still like to play shit high stakes
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| Ain’t underrated I’m fine mate
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| Developed patience my sake
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| Huh
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| Fuck
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| What you know about me
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| Keep calm carry on been jamming non-stop
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| Lost track of the time go hard till I drop
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| Yeah I starved for my spotlight (li, like)
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| What you know about me
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| Keep calm carry on been jamming non-stop
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| Lost track of the time go hard till I drop
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| Yeah I starved for my spotlight
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| Figures I’ve got them sorted
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| My shit cost a fortune
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| Trigged I’ve got them haunted
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| Niggas they can’t afford this
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| Bigger than I thought I’d reach
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| I just got here with caution
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| Been non-stop with grief
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| It’s like my minds distorted
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| All of this life’s recorded, uh
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| The shit that’s a lies rewarded, uh
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| Evil inside the core shit, uh
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| Keep on just buying bullshit, uh
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| Like I’m the one to prove it
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| Most of this life’s assuming uh
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| Don’t you advise the culprit
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| Let em all bite the bullet
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| Mi nuh waan nobody ah talk to mi right now, yuh hear? |
| Everyting alright? |
| Ready? |