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Got a lot of frets, not a lot of time Wring my own neck, play it for you live Toxic concoction brought to boil Degree of separation like water and oil And victor always quick to reap the spoils No use tilling weak soil Kept loyal to a fault, always had space in the vault Space cadet, up above a blue angel jet Thought i had a clue, now we playing chess Tell the truth, always gon be someone saying save your breath Who you listen to knowing no one know what duration left So take aim and place bets No limit to what you can manifest if you get that dragon out your f**king chest Chasing something you ain’t nevеr met Only ever running on imprеssion Never time to factor in intent How to figure out the right questions Going over notches on your belt? How much of you hiding under pelt? Something you ain’t never ever felt Tough shell gotta let it melt Two seconds flat back to yourself
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