| Moves that we make and the shit That we doing
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| Soon you’ll find yourself under there influence
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| Ok, Jump back spin around I’m Mixed up
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| Say hi Crack you in the mouth and Kick dust
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| Big Truck roll up at the window of a pickup
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| Order a Quarter pounder while I’m getting my dick sucked
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| Madchild remember my name cause I’ll forget
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| Bad temper I punch myself in the head
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| I’m up against a wall no one to protect me
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| Shoot my shadows had enough he’s fed up he left me
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| I’m all alone but I love being lonely
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| We outta the trees me and Moka only
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| Start a single fine line of the sane asylum
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| Its hard to stay calm when your brain is whiling
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| I’m smiling but inside im screamin
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| I’m a ragin demon but I love god pray every evening
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| Seven, seven times Sometimes five
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| I gotta do and say certain things before I drop
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| I ain’t think of particular stuff, just comes to me
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| Socials skills suck I’m real bad company
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| Still got a long way to go I ain’t sweating
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| Cause everyday another day Towards where I’m Getting
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| You don’t wanna push me past the edge
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| You don’t wanna cross the line till last you dead
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| Aint nothing new to me to that I seen it
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| You barkin up the wrong tree dog I mean it
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| My whole team fen fine in fuck
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| 50 of us roll up in the club like what?
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| Everyone got a girl by the time we leave
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| You can best guess that people get fucked Up this evening
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| I’m an American idol staple a maple leaf to my chest
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| Make believe I’m the best
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| Keep telling yourself that Soon I will be
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| Lets brainwash yourself till everyone feel me
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| Appeal to the masses that I’m made for action
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| Suspenseful thriller it’s a fatal attraction
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| Your in for a big surprise don’t wanna ruin it
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| No choice of course your influence I’m doing it
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| I’m throwin thunderbolts like Zeus Makin waves Like Poseidon
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| I’ve got my license to kill you better believe that I’m driving
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| I’m Feelin live and on the go like double shots of espresso
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| I know a couple girls that’ll probably tell there friends I’m an asshole
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| In the fast lane of entertainment keep your tank full
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| Watch your rear view and always be thankful
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| Before I make your neck sleep deep in tranquil
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| And shoot a tranquilizer dart right into your ankle
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| And watch you slowly Rollin sell your soul to the crone
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| But You will not be comin back and blastin holes in me bro
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| Once your done your done thinking your prev one
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| I count it down like an identity from ten to one
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| My only enemy’s the sun it restricts my movement
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| When the full moon blooms we make the sickest music
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| In the room full of bloodthirsty worthy students
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| And soon you’ll find yourself under thee influence |