| Find me laying on some sweaters when you in the room
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| While we at a show, we rowdy, 'cause that’s what we do (Satan)
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| Professional at being hated from your life and view
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| Best don’t fuck with me or demons will come finding you
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| Aye, smellin' like I farted, shit should’ve hit your face
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| Bitch, my name is 'Ringe, currently in flames, aye
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| What the fuck you say?
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| Repeat that thought in your damn brain, aye
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| Finna count to infinity while you speak my name, hah
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| Slippin' down drink, mixing gasoline with propane
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| World is cloudy and I love it, fuck what you think
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| All excuses for this bullshit is just insane
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| What the fuck you doing?
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| Years, years in the stagnance
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| I’ma drag you to
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| World is so you can’t
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| One second off and I’m snappin'
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| Draggin' woods like a captain
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| But ain’t shit happenin'
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| There’s nobody here, standing 'round here,
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| I don’t take time, I’m fucked in mind
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| Raspy ass voice breaking, I hear your shaking
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| I’m not a legend, I’m my ascension
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| Don’t fuck with me, we’ll both end up in a grave |