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Uh, do it B*t*h, I'm gon' come back from nothin' Spit in the face of these haters I tell my n***as I'm comin' I know I gotta go make it I'm gettin' so outta pocket Took all my guns off of safety I mean, you really wanna test me? Man, you got it go crazy And I stay gone, and when life hits I just crack back at it And I waste time with distractions, then I'm back, back at it Fear and loathing is what they play around here Don't ask me that sh*t, nobody okay around here No, no, no fear into loathing, okay, now loathing to fear Sometimes I swim on the surface, sometimes I float in the air Ok, the magic went missing, I had to hunt that b*t*h down I saw all the creatures that's living in thе jungle got out So now I'm soupy and muddy, I'm rising up with the tangle Bеing born from the mangled manger, a star spangled stranger They got they guns at a arms at arms length But nothin' armed with conscience And ain't nobody more than me though, I be sitting here watching Spar with my awkward, fight with my ugly sleep with my hell, hell Run from my safety follow nobody be deep in my self, self Deep in my cell, deep in my cells, deep in the trails Back in my room, swallowing o's, deep in the rails Kicked down the cage to my soul, yeah, who's there? I got the keys to my soul, yo, who cares? I got the answers, I know those blank stares I got the answers, I know those blank stares You got some place you should go You got somewhere you should be You can't just bottle all your time and waste it waiting on me And there's some things I want that I don't think I'll make it to see Ayo, I gotta be the winner mama raised me to be B*t*h, I'm gon' come back from nothin' Spit in the face of these haters I tell my n***as I'm comin' I know I gotta go make it I'm gettin' so outta pocket Took all my guns off of safety I mean, you really wanna test me? Man, you got it go crazy And I stay gone, and when life hits I just crack back at it And I waste time with distractions, then I'm back, back at it Fear and loathing is what they play around here Don't ask me that sh*t, nobody okay around here And I, just can't remember good days Lookin' at you, in the mirror in a good way Pick yo a** apart from every angle, ever took shape 'Til you all in pieces in like a pawn and a rook wait, king me! Sitting on a throne made of lies and deceit piled high To the seats violent, violet, violins, violent rising with grief Rise from the seats, multiple me, eyes drive to the beach High, high dive from the peak miles, miles, miles from the sea Who could I be? Wait, who is I'm me? Who is I be? When am I me? Why can't I see? Why can't I be? Why ain't I free? Why ain't I me? Why can't I see? Why ain't I me? Why ain't I free? Why can't I see? Loving me is contemplative Loving me is contemplative Loving me is contem- Loving me, loving me Loving me, loving me Loving me
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