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Kill Your Idols
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Kemba
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Knight in shining armor don't exist these days Nigga got bullet proof vests Niggas go straight for the head [Why are you like this] Honesty and honor don't exist these days Niggas don't got no respect Niggas don't get no respect All of your idols were made in a marketing prep Them niggas hot off the press I never had a role model my momma ain't dressed They never got off the breast Ironically I got a lot on my chest Honestly I got a lot of regret Promise me you'll try to find me in death [Promise me, promise me, promise me] I sell the sound of my sorrows for dollars and cents Heartbreak and sonder and sex I put a couple of dollars aside for the set That's just a sign of respect Thought I found solace when Solomon signed me a check I'm at the side of your neck [Knight in shining, knight in shining, knight in] I got grains of my past This a drink, this a trap I got angst I got rage I'm afraid they might clash I had rocks in my trap house Baby this is glass Why you shocked when I lash out Maybe this effect I got grains of my past This a drink, this a trap I got angst I got rage I'm afraid they might clash I had rocks in my trap house Baby this is glass Why you shocked when I pad out Maybe maybe Superman wear plain clothes My ops wear uniforms New apps made new alarms Cops can't hear through the phone Jigga man made changed clothes I stopped wearing blue velour Blue state fund coup d'etat We still made it through the storm Act a ass act a baboon Red bottoms no Louis Vuitton Redenbacher niggas full of corn Good cops like unicorns Hit lick then take off Taped off like move along Paid off like student loans f*ck twelve shit moving on Superman wear plain clothes My ops wear uniforms New apps made new alarms Cops can't hear through the phone Jigga man made changed clothes I stopped wearing blue velour Blue state fund coup d'etat We still made it through the storm Act a ass act a baboon Red bottoms no Louis Vuitton Redenbacher niggas full of corn Good cops like unicorns Hit lick then take off Taped off like move along Paid off like student loans f*ck twelve shit [Why are you like this] I got grains of my past This a drink, this a trap I got angst I got rage I'm afraid they might clash I had rocks in my trap house Baby this is glass Why you shocked when I lash out Maybe this effect I got grains of my past This a drink, this a trap I got angst I got rage I'm afraid they might clash I had rocks in my trap house Baby this is glass Why you shocked when I pad out Maybe maybe maybe
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