| Weh the bloodclat do you? |
| Siddung
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| «In less terms, comes under this part of the country»
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| «You're the only one whose ever told me the truth, they all made a fool of me»
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| Yeah, yeah, Scar, yeah
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| PULSE
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| Take my time (uh)
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| Let it slide (uh)
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| Fuck that
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| New shit, got my eyes on the loot, yeah we kill shit
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| Nothing nice, nothing cute, yeah I’m too sick
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| Too high, too loose, with my movements
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| Which I can’t choose or love it
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| Our lives fulfilled on falling
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| Which I can’t do, I love it
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| But I can’t move from comfort
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| Get to the bag
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| I’m not a liar, I do what I can
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| I’ve been awake to relive all my acts
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| I’m sick of trying, I’ve tried to relax
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| But I’m still fucked, I can’t calm down
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| It’s all recycled, my cycle is planned
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| We’re so entitled, with titles so bland
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| Bitch, I’m a psycho, but lacking a path
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| (Break)
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| Tell me that you hate this
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| (Break)
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| Tell me that you hate this
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| New shit, got my eyes on the loot, yeah we kill shit
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| Nothing nice, nothing cute, yeah I’m too sick
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| Too high, too loose, with my movements
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| Which I can’t choose or love it
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| Our lives fulfilled on falling
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| Which I can’t do, I love it
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| But I can’t move from comfort
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| Nonstop, nonstop
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| We be going nonstop
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| Nonstop, nonstop
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| We be going nonstop
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| Nonstop, nonstop
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| We be going nonstop
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| Nonstop, nonstop
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| We be going nonstop
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| Nonstop, nonstop
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| We be going nonstop
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| Oh yikes, oh shit
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| Living like we’re on the run
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| Live life, live quick
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| Kill the goal inside a month
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| Watch hides my wrist
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| 100 milli, then I duck
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| Change the number on my phone
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| Never ask me where I go
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| I’m just tryna think big
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| You’ll never see me on the ropes
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| Always see me in my zone
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| New flick, same pose
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| My mind exposed
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| Can’t lose control
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| Tell me that you hate this (Break)
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| Tell me that you hate this
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| New shit, got my eyes on the loot, yeah we kill shit
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| Nothing nice, nothing cute, yeah I’m too sick
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| Too high, too loose, with my movements
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| Which I can’t choose or love it
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| Our lives fulfilled on falling
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| Which I can’t do, I love it
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| But I can’t move from comfort
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| Nonstop, nonstop
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| We be going nonstop
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| Nonstop, nonstop
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| We be going nonstop
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| Nonstop, nonstop
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| We be going nonstop
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| Nonstop, nonstop
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| We be going nonstop
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| Nonstop, nonstop
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| We be going nonstop
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| Nonstop, nonstop
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| We be going nonstop
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| Nonstop, nonstop
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| We be going nonstop
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| Nonstop, nonstop
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| We be going nonstop |