| We wanna live in this world
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| To be the one thing
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| You never could change
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| Half of the whole
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| That makes us all deranged
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| You can call me punishment
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| Cuz you ain’t doin none of it
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| I became ya daddy the minute I fucked ya mother without a rubber spit
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| That dumber than dumber shit
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| I know your wonderin
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| Like Stevie Wonder eatin liquid plumber can you stomach it
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| Cut just above the wrist, is the equivalence
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| Of what I hope he gets my kind of ignorance
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| I feel your bitterness would you consider this
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| Since you’re such a bitch we call you Mr. miss
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| Somebody should of warned
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| You now you gotta war crew
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| Lyin on the floor
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| Do not want anymore
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| But we never stop what’s in store
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| Let the beat drop
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| I’m the bad apple rotten to the core out of my tree top
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| Evening the score like a free shot
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| No one on the floor from the 3 spot
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| Feel like Michael Jordan believe watch
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| Imma light the torch under me stop
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| Lettin bitches breathe not
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| Talkin bout the fees lock door
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| I got the keys
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| Cop a quarter brick of freeze snot
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| Pourin outta me rock
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| Every club we see
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| Spot a hater let him be
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| They’re just doin promo for free
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| We hate your fuckin guts
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| And this situation sucks
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| Like you’re the only thing
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| That we have left to live for
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| Dioscuri Castor and Pollux of the Gemini
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| Salivary vocal enriched
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| Hunger solidified
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| Cemetery boxed urn
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| Tombed and mummified
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| All are very reminiscent
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| So many past lives
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| Something bout rebooting
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| The circuit boards in the mother mold
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| Override directive
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| Assassinating the sentinels
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| Multiplying fortitude
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| Heart mental intestinal
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| To bring about a warrior
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| Inside a fleshy vegetable
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| I can see you’re reaching with both hands
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| Ask if I would be the same person
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| If I had no fans
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| That concludes you never
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| Knew me very well
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| And your opinion
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| Taking space inside a hollow fairytale
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| I could be anywhere
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| Possibilities and situations
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| That done kept me there
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| All can suck the dick up in my underwear
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| Crooked like the vein up in my soft pair
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| I ain’t biting tongue I’m going off here
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| Feel we got the game by curly short hairs
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| We wanna live in this world
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| To be the one thing
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| You never could change
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| Half of the whole
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| That makes us all deranged
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| Say it again in our name
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| We hate your fuckin guts
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| And this situation sucks
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| Like you’re the only thing
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| That we have left to live for |