| I was born in the mornin'
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| Grieved in the evenin'
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| But I’ll be ghost by midnight
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| No sleep for the haunted
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| I see the fire from their torches
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| Ride in single file, they high up on their horses
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| Shiny gold stars lookin' flyer than their horse shit
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| Eyes full of dollar coins, I could make 'em all rich
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| Uh, never wanted to be wanted
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| They wanna hang me like a portrait
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| Uh, funny, I ain’t even drawn yet
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| Money on my head, got 'em all around the doorstep (Good Lord)
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| Yeah, they said I lost it (I lost it)
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| They said I killed a bunch of rappers, yeah, I sure did (I sure did)
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| So get the law, I don’t plan on gettin' caught yet
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| Back against the wall, gun drawn when you come kick the door in
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| 'Cause I admit it (Yeah), you know I did it (Yeah)
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| But I ain’t gon' beg for a minute, nah
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| I’m gonna be a problem
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| Got you messin' with a wrong one (Got you messin' with a, uh)
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| So I admit it (Yeah), you know I did it (Know I did it)
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| But I ain’t gon' beg for a minute, nah
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| I’m gonna be a problem
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| Got you messin' with a wrong one
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| A hundred-thousand on my head like I crowned it
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| Oh, you found me, oh, you got me all surrounded
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| I can hear the sound of mumblin' around me
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| What you sold, what you spent up on your outfit
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| Well, fuck your gold, you should take it all and melt it
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| Make a bullet, kill yourself quick, yeah, put that money where your mouth is
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| Go and send the hounds in
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| I burn a pound, blow a cloud ring, it’s been a little quiet here without me
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| Down on that road where there’s nowhere to go
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| We goin' nowhere
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| I been down on that road where there’s nowhere to go
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| We goin' nowhere
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| So I ain’t leavin' till we’re all dead
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| I already put a bounty on my own head
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| I was born in the mornin' (Uh), grieved in the evenin'
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| Can’t kill a ghost, boy, I’m back for my revenge
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| 'Cause I admit it (I admit it), you know I did it (Know I did it)
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| But I ain’t gon' beg for a minute, nah
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| I’m gonna be a problem
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| Got you messin' with a wrong one (Good Lord)
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| So I admit it, you know I did it (Know I did it)
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| But I ain’t gon' beg for a minute, nah
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| I’m gonna be a problem
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| Got you messin' with a wrong one (Got you messin' with a wrong one)
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| Do you know all of it’s faded?
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| Do you know it’s over?
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| Do you know how to explain it?
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| Do you know it’s over?
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| 'Cause I admit it (I admit it), you know I did it (Know I did it)
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| But I ain’t gon' beg for a minute, nah
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| I’m gonna be a problem
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| Got you messin' with a wrong one (Messin' with the wrong one)
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| So I admit it (I admit it), you know I did it (Know I did it)
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| But I ain’t gon' beg for a minute, nah
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| I’m gonna be a problem
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| Got you messin' with a wrong one (Got you messin' with a wrong one) |