| Killer like kryptonite
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| The new rebels run wild tonight
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| Fantasies living right
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| Hit the finest when taking flight
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| Blowing like dynamite
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| Lead the masses like Jesus Christ
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| The masters don’t kneel to hype
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| Only care 'bout you seeing right
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| I’m gone, don’t get me started
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| All these niggas heartless
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| 'bout to move out somewhere foreign
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| Smokey bearing in the forest
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| I be toking good
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| Blowing on the dankest shit inside my hood
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| Wish she could do it how we do it
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| Nigga, read a book
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| Switch it up, fuck being the same
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| My nigga, live it up
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| No one gon' hold your hand through the pain
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| You gotta give it up
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| Sitting drunk stuck up out the rain
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| Like you don’t give a fuck
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| Your hopes and dreams drip down the drain
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| Nigga losing luck
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| You finished up
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| I’m sipping from the winners cup
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| See me in the cut
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| I’m grippin' something I might leave with her
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| Stuck in front the screen
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| Y’all suckers focused on the TV bruh
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| While I live out dreams why don’t you go out
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| Nigga, get you some, you fronting, cuz
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| UA flow infectious
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| You still hear man count your blessing, uh
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| We face odds leave the fake in the dark
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| And smoke that loud for breakfast, yeah
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| I’m on my shit shorty see the flow
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| You know she on the kid
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| Pass her green to roll up
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| Now we soaring through Metropolis
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| Lucy boost up my chakras
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| Hardly human my consciousness
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| Surpass Newton when it comes to music
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| Ain’t no one on top of us
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| Beast Coast, yeah, we hold it down
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| Team of kings with golden style
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| My lotus sprout
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| Put me on a floating cloud that potent flower
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| Sit back take notes from the Sensei
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| Throw wax in my spliff every intake
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| No tax on my zips comprende
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| I’ll pass on that bitch and then slay
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| They slayed the fathers of the darker
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| Cause they fear they fame grow larger
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| Though they here to make us prosper
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| Quickly forced a grave departure
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| Grab a glass, look me in my eye
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| What you mean I’m God
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| Yes oh yes, you’ve been eating lies
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| Don’t believe the opps
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| Flesh stay reeking like the West
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| Picture me depressed
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| Never focused on my treasure
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| Sin bad but much clever
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| Nigga talk about piece of the pie
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| But they living in lies take heed to the signs
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| Reading my lines won’t lead to demise
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| Only lead you to your shine and love with ya mind
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| Drifting out into the Astral Planes
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| Only facts to claim see a nigga swaggin'
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| Living lavish spitting astral magic
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| Don’t hang with sad shit dem niggas tragic
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| Can’t read the patterns I’m glowing lanterns
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| Spit disaster but blessing answers
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| These heathens cancer they spreading faster
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| You bow to masters they die in laughter
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| Came up now the throne what I claim
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| Bound to bring change the Indigo way
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| Fuck all the fame and fuck what they saying
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| Your soul they can’t take, yeah, they heart they can’t tame
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| Inner glow my outlet they label Ak the alpha
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| The weak minded get devoured a souls lost every hour
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| For power get up and hover over traps set to drown us men
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| I’ve traveled cross the globe from Flatbush roads on a dollar van
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| So you can do it too, you can see the truth seek it through
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| Higher understanding hold a mirror take a look at you
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| Felt desire burning now in earning from the things I do
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| Making major moves and we just started homie and shit the fans are numerous
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| Live out dreams chase your goals
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| Fuck the law dawg just blow that smoke
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| Keep my jar stuff with all that potent
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| Major buzz I got your girl straight open
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| Just because a nigga hitting the drugs
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| Don’t mean shit ain’t no limiting us
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| Cause we fully equipped with the lyrical slugs
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| On the sands of Egypt sinking rhythm with love, uh
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| Indigo’s we popped up, I roll with a holy roster
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| Don’t try to clone us imposter, unless you want war with monsters
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| Be best to avoid the conflict, contest I’ll destroy the target
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| Finesse and enjoy the prophets then probably employ you partner, ha |