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envy


not ready to die man im alive trying to survive been to hell been to war trying to even the score I'll show you the door step in my way I'll flatten you like a mack truck on the runway like Khalil mack on Sunday like derailed freight train wrong way done day I'm like an uzi with lyrical violence im ready to spray step to me step in my way I send you a one way ticket strait to the grave down on me down on your knees ill have you praying for mercy like a catholic girl on Sunday oh wait im the great escape like Ted bundy on a runaway out here trying to make my bread like whole wheat get your ass beat I'm the bread winner no sleep trying to get paid talk is cheap filling my head with lies like bullets going through Swiss cheese bitch please you don't know me who you think your talking to I dont know you trying to hold me down like dead weight who you think your dealing with cut to the chase strait to the point my patience is thin my anger is setting in no sense in talking bout this and that anymore like a bank robbery like ants you scatter to the floor not gonna lie not gonna hide not going be nothing left when we are through had just about enough of you like Elmer's glu squirt one squirt two pop pop like a drive by on a night ride that's the sound of the streets in the night life that's right get right the maker only comes when the times right like Brandon Lee the crows fly high just to get by we all reap the seeds we sow now you know im the greatest that ever lived
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