| How do I create annotations?
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| See Im just like you, yea I know Im a mess
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| Take a minute to thank, take a hour to dress
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| Got this pain in my neck, pain from starin at stars
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| I can’t find the remote, drinkin drivin my car
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| Keep lookin for love, finding beautiful pain
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| Told myself I should stop but Im at it again
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| Stirrin up my cool aid, watch these gangstas parade
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| Pretty sisters get shunned, bitch niggas I fade
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| See Im from up the block, wear my hat with it cocked
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| Sometimes I hate my life, wish I ain’t love it so much
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| Addicted to her touch, tryin to find me a place
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| Tryna shine get my taste, drink and dance to the cuts
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| Got issues with trust, stay wonderin why
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| Tyrin to feel it in here, before Im up to the sky
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| So I sever your mic, spit your game through it tight
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| Ye ain’t promised daylight so Im steppin tonight
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| To go where we all go (yea!)
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| Jamdown, central, the bottoms, the gunbeats, shabazz yea
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| All heasd glitter gangs, ace
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| See Im just like you, always pressed for my time
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| Need a set to unwind, now stops all I got
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| First they wants to fucks wit chu cuz you one of a kind
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| Then you can’t catch them on the line shit went to cold from hot
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| Hollywoods on their mind, all chasing it blind
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| Make sure that your shines the results of your grind
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| Not just runnin some lines with your gun and your vibe
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| Cuz out the shit ima climb, its about that time
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| To go where we all go (yea!)
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| Now on the night I was born, you seen the moon on her back
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| Superfly laid the terms, niggas sign a contracts
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| Priest linked in his lac, all this dreamin in black
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| White lights high beamin we can see where we at
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| Actors to rappers get a piece of the act
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| Pigs come in through the front takin off out the back
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| I was raised to the facts by starlets and jacks
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| Type of cats that see the piece they gon pull out straps
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| Slappin bones in the kitchen, not just watchin Im listenin
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| Livin life in that rhythm, too much takin no giving
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| You rap niggas what is it, I do what you do
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| But when you say its for us, whys it always bout you?
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| Ima dance to it though, romance wit my girl
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| Turn pain into glitter, gold dips with a swirl
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| See I come from them slaves so Im live and Im true
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| Brave real and Im cool see Im just like you
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| Im here where we all go |