| Soul blind, write novel
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| Switching my thoughts, i’m bipolar
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| Write rhymes on the wireless
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| They switching sides, that's no my bless
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| Link, pipe, abuse me, send pics, blue dolphin
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| They all are basic, all life — no planning
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| Check my watch, Tell me what the time it is
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| Sorry, you’re not reaching my wrist, holy shit, murdering on the beat
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| Are you begging on the street? |
| light the fuse, lonely
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| Honestly, You’re barely look like me, do you have plan B?
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| Flee or dead and dont ask me, lead or back
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| Get this shit or left this place
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| In the hills the coup the grace
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| Better running now
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| Molly, xans, who gives a fuck?
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| Had to get a rubber time
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| On the road so many lies
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| I just illuminate the way
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| Pay respect and press your F
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| I dont give a fuck 'bout racks
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| And I’m really thanks, let it bang
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| Let it, let it bang, really bad
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| Yeah, i know, i’m sad, all of them are thots
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| Lying on the bed
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| Soul blind, write novel
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| Switching my thoughts, i’m bipolar
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| Write rhymes on the wireless
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| They switching sides, that's no my bless
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| Link, pipe, abuse me, send pics, blue dolphin |
| They all are basic, all life — no planning |