| Who drains the blood from my head? |
| I do, I do
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| Who comes through with the meds? |
| I do, I do
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| Blackened seeds you’re gonna need these, freeze!
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| The common ancestor, the pressure of industry
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| Who sleeps in the grease, crease wax & trails of mutual deceit?
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| I heard that growth was gettin' weak
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| Who taps the line? |
| Records my mind?
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| Twisted agenda align my spine
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| Whose got the steeples of people and scepters?
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| The rocks on the beaches? |
| The angles? |
| The vectors?
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| Who drains the blood from my head? |
| I do, I do
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| Who accepts me as I am? |
| I do, I do
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| Relationships are a tool that can fuel the façade over my disguise
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| Fulfill my ego, I do what I do with unrelenting compromise
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| When it’s all on the table, you know I’ll be able
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| To duck, dodge, and run, and hide.
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| Got a good education in disinformation, adept at constructing lies
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| The crack on the staircase I smoked out of boredom (And I will get it all)
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| My kitchen is filled with meat and chloroform (On my own)
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| Squirming colors metastasize (And I will get it all)
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| Upon viewing the world the fetus eats its own eyes (On my own)
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| Acting the fiction and signing the right away
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| Transistor electrocute, wiping the order away
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| Awkward offensive hold, perfectly natural
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| They can’t speak 'bout my brand because I’m dead and white
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| Acting the fiction and signing the right away
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| Transistor electrocute, wiping the order away
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| Awkward offensive hold, perfectly natural
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| They can’t speak 'bout my brand because I’m dead and white
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| I’m the one, I’m the one
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| With my hands around the gun
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| I am not afraid, I am not afraid
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| I’m the one, I’m the one
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| with my hands around the gun
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| I am not afraid, I am not afraid
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| I’m the one, I’m the one
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| with my hands around the gun
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| I am not afraid, I am not afraid
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| I’m the one, I’m the one
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| with my hands around the gun
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| I am not afraid, I am not afraid
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| So what (I'm the one, I’m the one)
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| I’ll die (With my hands around the gun)
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| Alone, alright (I am not afraid, I am not afraid)
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| So what (I'm the one, I’m the one)
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| I’ll die (With my hands around the gun)
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| Alone, alright (I am not afraid, I am not afraid)
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| So what (I'm the one, I’m the one)
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| I’ll die (With my hands around the gun)
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| Alone, alright (I am not afraid, I am not afraid)
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| So what (I'm the one, I’m the one)
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| I’ll die (With my hands around the gun)
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| Alone, alright (I am not afraid, I am not afraid)
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| So what (I'm the one, I’m the one)
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| I’ll die (With my hands around the gun)
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| Alone, alright (I am not afraid, I am not afraid)
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| So what (I'm the one, I’m the one)
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| I’ll die (With my hands around the gun)
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| Alone, alright (I am not afraid, I am not afraid)
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| Woke up in a new Bugatti
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| Then I burned it
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| Woke up next to Jodi Arias
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| She my hood bitch
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| Double it down on all the clowns tryin' to remake DBM
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| Man, you crazy
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| We started this sound from Sac Town
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| Bitch, you best be home by 10
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| Curfew bitch |