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Yeah, yeah, yeah I wonder, can I make a little money without sellin' my soul? You know you'll never be the sh*t if you ain't smellin' your own (Smellin' your own) And even God gave the Devil a home Now the evil live in all of us, wherever we go I had plans to be a innovator This flight simulator, flyin' through the Himalayas Sips from a blissful nature There's blood on the hands they've been grippin' paper The man in the mirror always my biggest hater Bullsh*t for later, Malcolm, need to focus I know you got emotions that are kinda hard to cope with, but You gotta stay strong and always act cordial sh*t, I do drugs 'cause they help me feel normal I'm a man of good morals, got millions in the plural Would go to outer space if you informed to where the portal is Knew I was the one, but never got to hear from Morpheus Life get interestin' when you realize how short it is And you don't know, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh But you still try 'Cause you won't know, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Until you die, yeah
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