| I don’t feel it, the feeling ain’t mutual
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| I won’t piss on you, fuck it, I’ll kill the closest
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| I got stack up, oh no, we gotta go
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| Fuck the critical thinking, put on a show
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| I done lost my agility, fucking brain dead
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| Bitch, I’m tired of cycles, I’m fucking brain dead
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| Fuck these money and bitches, these niggas brain dead
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| Up in a place of confusion, these people
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| -uncomprehensible screaming-
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| You don’t wanna be me ever in your fucking life
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| You don’t ever wanna be in this position, yea
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| Every day, every year and I understand
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| In my
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| I ain’t gone to this shit, I fucking swear to god
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| I will be on top of house and I will fucking rob you
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| Did I say I was okay? |
| I’m not feeling okay
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| I don’t wanna be okay, okay, okay, okay
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| I don’t wanna be okay, okay, yea yea
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| I don’t feel inside me
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| I don’t wanna be me
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| I don’t wanna be me
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| I would never be me
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| I would never be me
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| I wouldn’t ever be me
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| I would never be me
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| I would never be me
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| I would never be me
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| I would never be me
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| I would never be me
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| I would never be me
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| I would never-
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| Fuck you |