| Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, told them, ha
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| I told them niggas I’m past the point of caring, hahaha
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| Japanese ad-lib (Lxrd shit)
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| Shouts out to my man, Long Lost, long time
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| Long Lost
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| I-I-I'll expose your dirty little secrets, blegh
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| Japanese ad-lib (Die, die)
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| Die (Die)
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| Die (Die)
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| Break (Break)
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| Japanese ad-lib
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| I-I-I'll expose your dirty little secrets
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| Careful (Die)
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| They’ll crucify you (Fuck)
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| You could never walk a mile in my shoes (Break)
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| Blood stains never leave
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| These tainted palms can’t be cleaned
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| You’re fearful (Die)
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| O-o-o-on your own
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| Hell’s your home with that heart of stone
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| What’s the view like when you’re on your knees?
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| Go fuck yourself 'til you bleed, slut
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| You niggas be wasting my time, I’m divine when I shine
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| I might blind you so huddle back
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| All of the time when I rhyme
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| I recite every feeling I brush underneath the mat
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| Oh no, I don’t like you rappers
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| I’m fine on my own, I got clout and a hundred stack
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| Bitch, yes, I know that I changed, it’s insane
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| I got tired and ever so bored of that (Aw yeah)
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| Sometimes I feel like a corpse, yeah
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| Sitting inside is like torture
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| Baby-girl hand me the rope, yeah
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| Fuck that
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| Everything’s blessed but I don’t like nothing
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| Roll with a vest on but I take head-shots
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| Eyes roll back 'til I can’t feel nothing
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| Fuck the attention, everyone is a peasant
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| See me about, start something
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| Oh god, you don’t want it
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| I’ve been thinking about my life
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| 'Cause I sold my soul and got nothing
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| Still burn holes in my sky high budget
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| Look me in my eyes, stop running
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| Then you’ll see I’m really disgusting
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| I’m so lost, I can’t function
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| Japanese ad-lib (Laughing, you’ll fuck him up)
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| (Scarlxrd, aw yeah)
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| Careful (Die)
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| They’ll crucify you (Fuck)
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| You could never walk a mile in my shoes (Break)
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| Blood stains never leave
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| These tainted palms can’t be cleaned
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| You’re fearful (Die)
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| O-o-o-on your own
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| Hell’s your home with that heart of stone
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| What’s the view like when you’re on your knees?
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| Go fuck yourself 'til you bleed, slut
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| Bitch, I hope you’re broken
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| I know no-one else can fix you
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| Suffocation for the chosen
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| Self-esteem might be your issue
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| Now let go of love you’re holding
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| Show me really what you’re into
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| Fuck, you make me want to throw up
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| I remember how I kissed you
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| I don’t want you back
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| Sweep those mistakes to your mat
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| Bitch, why ask me about my past?
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| Then hide when I tell you facts
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| Maybe I’m a liar who can’t stand to be alone
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| Self-proclaim to be the Lord and sit upon this fucking throne
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| Careful (Die)
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| They’ll crucify you (Fuck)
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| You could never walk a mile in my shoes (Break)
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| Blood stains never leave
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| These tainted palms can’t be cleaned
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| You’re fearful (Die)
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| O-o-o-on your own
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| Hell’s your home with that heart of stone
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| What’s the view like when you’re on your knees?
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| Go fuck yourself 'til you bleed, slut |