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Intro 1
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It's
Verse 1
my life,
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don't fuck with me
Sick of dying in my sleep
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If I could only start all over,
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now I don't know what
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You know some say, wanna get it good,
got it going on, let's go away
Little boy, get your head about the clouds,
ain't just meant for now
Cause on down the line, shit still gets wild
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I'm looking like you eyes of death,
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and it's a parallel
I'm freezing,
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it's with someone else's breath
Got em' falling,
can you catch me? I'm dying in my sleep
Try to fit in, but the devil's at my door
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The clock is tick ing, can't wake up,
make up your mind
And now it's time to see
Your point of view, a little bit differently
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I gotta keep my head above the water
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Cm
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It gets too much to take and I can't hold it, uh -huh
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Cm
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We walk to the trap if
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Put niggas on the pile
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Now you can not fuck with my style
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Sippin' off that whip juice, no excuse
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Like I'm up and shakin' by the nuts like
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dykes I'm a colt in them black ice,
dope
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My man can start killin',
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Cause I'm hearin' death,
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I'm runnin' through the burrows of your ghetto
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And I can smell murder in
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the night breeze
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Intensifies my instincts to get this act right
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A tight squeeze I'm keepin' rivals
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on they toes tonight
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Leavin' bodies frozen stiff and stuck,
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fucked up under the moonlight
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Oh shit, looks like your friendly
neighborhood lunatic
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That had a little bit too much of that
Absolute
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So now I guess you have to shoot
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Get your guts put up
Cause I'll be damned if I don't try to
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drain every single vein in you
I'm tryna hit these niggas like
TAS do
Right before the elections,
need my shit like yesterday
Ain't nothin' holdin' up my progression,
takin' my cum up in sections
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All inspections go to the coals at hand,
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no time for baby mamas
Gotta stay focused on makin'
this hundred grand
And seen niggas get stacks of years
Flippin' up with they bitches
Ain't no bonding for this
Clyde
Just don't wait when
I'm finna change
Don't shout for
Jekyll to
Mr.
Hyde
And get that
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That's when I'm crawlin'
through your window
Mental notes get tuggin'
Overlookin' nothin'
when I'm croogin'
Fuck who's lookin'
Ain't tryin' to be broke for 97
I want
Playstations and naked bitches
Watchin' my dishes like my brother
Kevin
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