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Molasses
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Kill Bill: The Rapper
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Goal posts keep on shifting I keep on drifting while feeling misaligned Bringing scissors to a f**king pistol fight Bringing pistols to a nuclear missile crisis I could host a ball, see the guests arrive See their cheer and feel like I ain't get invited Food for thought There's no pesticide for what bugs my brain So I let it fly Verified: I'm dead inside I just get exhausted, don't get excited Always at some point in my depression cycle Feel like just a side note and that's justified I ain't fronting On the bed I lie On my back still trying to tell my side On this uphill road I intend to climb So whatever I say Don't lеt it slide Stone cold, petrifiеd Only see through everybody else's eyes I'm a taxidermy product enterprise Holding onto things that've long since left my life, yeah I'm just getting by on my own Where am I? Where to go? Shed some light Wait, never mind; no, never mind My feet keep leaving blood on the road My hands have holes, can't hold nothing at all My smile makes people feel uncomfortable
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