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All my everything is for you |
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All my terrible sense of humor and critical interviews |
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All my pearly gated redemption and casual afternoons |
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All this money you know I'm making |
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Like racin' against the moon, but |
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I sell pain for profit, and I feel prophet watchin' |
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Everything is for everything, rhymin' with causality |
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Ain't no labels that's backing me, |
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But my tickets be sellin' out |
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And I'm steady raising my fee, |
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That's another hit from my fee |
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110 degrees in the desert heat |
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With a bubble coat, turtleneck underneath |
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Rolling up on the beach |
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Smokin a holy ****, laughing, baking |
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My homie Tee hopin' joking is all we need |
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When I sell pain for profit |
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Now I binge watch Atlanta |
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No more TV representation from a Kelsey Grammer |
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Let's toast to ****** getting checks |
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Who work behind the camera |
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Somebody raise they man up |
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Truth be told, I wear my heart on my sleeve |
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Watch you sit it on the shelf |
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Now my body got cold |
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I swear we'll never leave |
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Had to do it for myself, to find my praise |
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Go get your weapon |
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Real recognize real, feelin' like real proof |
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Real buddy-buddy after the trip to the Cancun |
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Million dollar baby, bet you can get to the hands, too |
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Got a pack of wolves ready to damage a full moon |
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The only ***** actually rapping, it look like me now |
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Or meow, kitty just reimagined a freestyle |
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DM flooded, ****** still waitin' for me to reach out |
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We shadow boxing government hopin' they put the leash down |
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I sell pain for profit not propaganda |
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I know cancers origins link to Santa |
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I know Santa's origins link to money |
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Mass production of cattle, a slaughtering for the yummy |
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These ****** is clever, the prison no better |
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The ghost of the living |
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We ain't talkin' about Reggie on Christmas, |
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We almost forget him |
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What's a casket to a holding cell if a ***** ain't in it |
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Only reason why I'm steady faded and still independent |
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Truth be told, I wear my heart on my sleeve |
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Watch you sit it on the shelf |
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Now my body got cold |
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I swear we'll never leave |
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Had to do it for myself, to find my praise |
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Go get your weapon |
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