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Preach, preaching, oooh
I'm preaching, oooh (c'mon, uh, no)
Preaching (ayy)

May I beg your f**king pardon? Sir, what the f**k is this about? (huh)
Thirteen like I'm Harden, b*t*h I'm ballin' all around
Them twelve steps, but look, on eleven I got out
What kind of bullsh*t is this? What the f**k am I gon' do now?
I rather take a f**king bullet than go through this sh*t again (yeah)
And there is no alternative, I'm addicted to the pain (yes)
Excuse me, I ain't got no manners, though you ain't no a f**king saint (uh huh)
Excuse me a little more because I guess I've gone insane
So by the grace of God it's why I don't feel outta place no more
Was it him? Is he real? ¿Sí? Oh my God, I'm outta control
I'm on my own and I don't need a f**king muppet to go on
Not about it, non-believer, nobody'd buy it on my honor
f**k it, can you f**king see it? Made it look so f**king easy
"Easy peasy", bullsh*t truce, and the truth is that I believed it (uh)
How many prayers? How much power? Meditation, almost got me
Got my sayin', I'm so tired, I'm so f**ked up, f**k, I'm out here, yeah

Preach, preaching, oooh (I guess I'm better off alone)
I'm preaching, oooh
Preaching

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