| I take time to write rhymes to describe my foul life
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| Take charge, then make the world mine
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| I’ll two-time you if you’re easy to walk behind
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| But if you talk behind me, find yourself inside a chalk line
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| I walk by mine and erase em'
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| You talk, that’s why I hate ya'
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| For good or bad reasons I raise the stakes on fates
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| These days I eat MC’s like they were stakes on plates
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| My ammo is demo tapes
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| Got an S on my chest and a superman cape
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| I’m stupid on tape, make you lose it on stage
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| You spend your days to bake, and if my dues are paid
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| It’s not like I choose this way, it’s just how it happended
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| I was always rapping, felt the rush from the crowd clapping
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| Keep flapping my jaws, crap rappers get tossed
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| Funny how I feel no remorse
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| Fuck what you heard
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| It ain’t going to change
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| We still rocking and cock mics on close range
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| You know what’s said has been said
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| What’s done has been done
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| No regrets kid, it’s just begun
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| I ain’t asking for forgiveness
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| This ain’t no fucking confession
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| I never gave a damn and I’ll never learn a lesson |
| There’s a war going on inside of my brain
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| This is why my exterior is calm and my shirt is bloodstained
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| I had a concert here yesterday, celebrated a release
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| Mics, champagne,
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| A bit more toxicated than my could take, migraine
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| Had a crazy mic session so I didn’t complain
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| Anyway, we ran off one by one
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| And if you’ve been to them boy you know I was done
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| The suddenly, this kid comes out of nowhere
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| Stepping up on me like i had stairs connected to my body
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| I stared into his eyes and said «Do you compare yourself to me?
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| Or any other individual in this clique called TP?»
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| Gave him a smile and said «Fine with me»
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| Gave him a mic, he coughed up a
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| He was getting personal, and we laughed at his rhymes
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| Later that night, we took him out behind
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| Batted and bruised him, stuck steel straight through him
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| «You wanna battle now? |
| It seems like you’re losing»
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| They threw him down a staircase, I followed, they left
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| Left to my own thoughts, there’s a war going inside of my head
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| Something was building up with every breath |
| Had I caused this kids death?
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| Hah, couldn’t care less cause I have no regrets |