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FEAR&LOATHING
Uh, do it Bitch I'm gon come back from nothing Spit in the
face of these haters I
tell my niggas I'm coming I
know I
gotta go make it I'm getting so outta pocket Took all my guns off a
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 shit 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 Okay, the
magic went missing and I
went to hunt that bitch down I
saw all the
creatures that's living in the
jungle got out So now I'm soupy and muddy I'm rising up with the
tangle Being born from the
mangled manger a
star spangled stranger They got they guns at a
arms at arms length But nothing 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 theres some things I
want that I
dont think I'll make it to see Ayo I
gotta be the
winner mama raised me to be Bitch I'm gon come back from nothing Spit in the
face of these haters I
tell my niggas I'm coming I
know I
gotta go make it I'm getting so outta pocket Took all my guns off a
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 shit Nobody okay around here And I, just can't remember good days Looking at you, in the
mirror in a
good way Pick yo ass 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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