| I gave you shelter, the bills piled higher
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| I hid from your past and this is how you return the favor
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| Paybacks a bitch motherfucker, when the lies get deeper
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| And you’re brought out in the open
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| You hide in your cave, till this very day
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| but you can still hear my words from 400 miles away
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| The rat in the wolfpack
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| I can’t believe we didn’t sniff you out sooner
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| And brand you as a traitor
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| A born again mountain man
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| runs away from something he claimed to be
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| but couldn’t make the cut
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| The hunter is the hunted, there’s nowhere left to run
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| From the warlords on your doorstep
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| 37 ain’t, you’re nothing but a fake, you’re banished from the kingdom
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| We took you in, when you were on the run
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| Paid you’re fuckin debts and labeled you as one
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| time’s out, the hit is on
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| only retribution is the spilling of your blood
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| Honor, respect are nothing but nickel and dime words to you
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| cover your tracks cause you’re dead to me
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| shedding blood you were never meant to be
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| honor, respect are nothing but nickel and dime words to you |