| Put that on Christa, Sophia, Stephany and the babies
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| I never meant to be in too deep, don’t know how I made it
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| Made up your mind to be kind to me but you still deflated
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| We can be friends, even chillin, we be gettin time to waited
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| We waited out in the darkness, furthered the love and hatred
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| I pledge allegiance to grievance, you can call me a patriot
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| Me acting out across the line could be and making certain faces
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| It was the journey for learning and the puzzle for mazes
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| Caught in the lab and currently be traces places
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| Trying to hide my frustrations, learn to control my faces
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| Then I get out of this madness and step into my greatness
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| I’m right here on my bed
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| And I’ve be trippin, not really laid
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| It’s insane all the questions, you leave for me to discover
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| But then I gain my fame, it’s not like
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| It’s not like I haven’t read your story
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| I have read, read you
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| Like a journal or newspaper… yeah
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| I see right through your coated figures |