| And they say, we carnivores
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| Savage
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| Been raised by wolves
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| No complaints
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| It made us us
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| No praise just breaks and hooks
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| Braveheart
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| Hustling n*ggas yea we out to stack
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| Get that money then double it back
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| Hustling n*ggas yea we out to stack
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| Get that money then double it
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| Braveheart
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| Muy… Grande/cudjo of tha pack
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| Black suits reservoir dogs shovels in the back
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| Digga ditch quicker dont let that liquor get u exposed
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| Or feel that heat nigga 500 on the stove
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| Dont make me go in beastmode Benicio
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| Lyrical Wes Craven so official
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| Can’t stop it, its new 2 u so foreign
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| Seventh Son stay shining/ Jack Torrence
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| Slice ya spleen like a wolverine flee the scene like
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| Will Randall walkin with a guillotine scream
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| If u wanna it just make my adrenaline rush
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| Ima life editor… predator
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| Meet the messenger that ain’t no metaphor
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| Leave u needin medical attention lookin pitiful
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| Beast with the beats on these streets J Incredible
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| Throw u 2 the dogs let them feast on ya skeletal
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| Mine is loin with a electrical void of appliance half live half dead frankstein
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| science
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| Dissect it, still don’t know what i am, more like spirt of detroit in climate
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| in rhymes
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| Survived when I dived I was in the great lakes, never drowning I knew how work
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| with my surroundings
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| Nigga’s got to see I’m astounding, I’m a downers, over bullshit walk on type
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| rope and still new balanced do what I do thats challenge nigga’s fuck with me
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| on this planet
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| It ain’t all smoke and phone cameras
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| It all good Its outlandish, nigga's straight they slanted, these a friends they
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| addicts, this ain’t how I feel it, its basic mechanics
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| Brave hearted, when with the will from the dearly departed, yeah we got it nailed
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| its the pros against the novice, yeah we eating well from the scales against
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| carcass
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| Money all kinda ways
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| Hating niggas looking at the kid sideways
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| Cause everyday like a friday
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| So fuck em all what i say
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| Long as the pies made everything hi grade
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| Ak arms reach wherever i lay
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| I’m dat nigga what you trying say
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| We can make it happen hadle that right away
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| I ain’t trying to let the beef linger none
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| Get up on you i ain’t have to lift a finger son
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| Show you how to bleed a lung
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| Send you to the essence see you son
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| A long kiss goodnight, niggas curios i show you what it look like
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| What it cook like all day hood life
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| Niggas money missing homie get ya books right
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| You can’t find another nigga that’s braver than me never
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| Ain’t a nigga hotter than me, even with three sweaters
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| Get as much nookie as I got as a rookie with these clever
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| Lines that I spit like darts
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| So psycho on the microphone now I wake up like
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| Why did I bite this shark? |
| Rip it apart?
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| And why did I light this spark in the middle of the day
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| And why didn’t I wait till dark?
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| ‘Cause I am a beast and I’m on the feast
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| I came to eat your heart
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| What the fuck is this
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| Hannibal Lector, cannibalistic shit that I’m fucking with
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| Now the microphone so hot I need an oven mitt
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| Rewind my verse to the top
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| I know ya loving it
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| There’s no way that I can stop, I gotta keep it going
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| Till I feel that I am killing it
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| And if I’m not I gotta start rewriting it
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| Go under my hood and start rewiring
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| And all you loose screws getting fired
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| And I hope it’s understood we not rehiring
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| You might as well just go and get a job at Coney Island
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| While I vacation in Ireland |