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Dual personalities living within myself Oh you said therapy? Nah, I don't need no help Shit ain't black and white, it ain't everybody It ain't right to kill, still might catch a body Resurrect it like Jesus,
Beat the brakes off of the beat, stalkin' a lead Hand on the gun, head on the seat, and blood on my feet Red running into my eyes, but still as calm as can be Like a predator, feelin' elite, ready to unleash on my feast
It's been a long time coming like waiting on the end of 2020 Yet still I'm calm, with eyes on the ball, but never running Except around the block, circlin' twice like the Sunboat of Ra
Honestly,can't think of a way outta poverty Palms sweating the fuck'll happen to my life, if I don't win the lottery Everybodies on my back,sometimes I wish they'd get off of me
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