| What’s my deepest desires?
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| They wanna see me lost in fire
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| My soul isn’t for hire
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| My role is that of a sire, I’m cold
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| Quick to chop off heads if you fold
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| My intelligence grows knowin' that silence is gold
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| Live by the honor code, I’m on a long road
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| But God is in control, pray for the lost souls
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| It’s a labyrinth, there’s so many path and options
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| No matter which one you take, there’s still cost
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| No matter which jurisdiction, there’s still loss
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| And niggas come up missin' for
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| I never had time to kill off
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| Find out you wastin' my time, the deal’s off
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| Just tryna get right
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| Remember times with Lil' A smokin' get-right
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| Before I transcended to the lit light
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| Gettin' knowledge from OGs, we blow trees
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| Do the math, indeed
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| Don’t get mad, achieve |