| Set me free or give me death there ain't no other choices
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| When I lay down to go to sleep I keep on hearing voices
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| Little whispers in my head man is you fake or loyal
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| Wine or water death, dishonor baby pick your poison
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| These little demons
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| Living underneath my bed creeping
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| Know the real monster lives above them all sleeping
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| That subtle breathing in your closet every single evening
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| Thought you'd never see me again, looks can be deceiving
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| When they hear the sound of the drum
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| They'll be saying oh lord here they come
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| Here we come
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| Here we come
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| Here we come
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| Here we come
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| I used to think that people die because they're wicked
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| Now days people want you see dead because you gifted
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| Been ready for my tomb since I came up out the womb
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| So no matter what I'm coming back and paying you a visit
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| Saw it coming I predicted
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| But ya'll wouldn't listen
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| Know you can't protect your riches if you never burn bridges
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| Flipped pages
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| Went places
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| Made changes
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| Still dangerous
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| Now I'm back
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| Altercation
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| Hold still ill make it painless
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| How it feel baby
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| When you say you love me is it real baby
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| Full speed both hands on the wheel baby
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| Young Taz coming from the Mo-ville baby
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| You know the drill baby
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| And when you hear the sound of the drum
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| We'll be saying here we come
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| Here we come
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| Here we come
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| Here we come
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| Here we come
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| Here we come
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| Here we come
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| Here we come
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| Here we come |