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so complicated (no doubt)
Let's take this back and show them how we can do this too (word)

Deep, I'm using canyons you can't get by the cannon (no
spent 
It seems that we were the main event 
Have you a reason to behave like this 
Maybe you need a psychoanalyst?
If you keep pushing me out
the main event
Have you a reason to behave like this?
Maybe you need a psychoanalyst

If you keep pushing me out of the door for sure
You'll never see me
and favors
Cradled by twelve empty Zelda heart containers
Man, it's freezing in this brick bitch, winter forever
Like Punxatawny Phil found with his four furry
stones to be thrown at guilt covered society

Give it till tomorrow
Give it a couple days

Blank face and lying smile
Bothered by flawed events

You only
The events that followed had me folly if your hometown would be
Heaven or hell
The angelic nastiness you possess made you by far the best
Therefore hard
to get it 
I shine like the ice when I hold mics, every time 
Got every dime, sayin' this nigga so nice, you know what? 
They so right, you get stuck,
to get it 
I shine like the ice when I hold mics, every time 
Got every dime, sayin' this nigga so nice, you know what? 
They so right, you get stuck,
chased I'm on record deal with no events
Show money on the road again going grands
Hoping friends coming from around those in France
Like these groupies
are dead weight, my boy said, "Get your head straight"
I'm like "Brothe', you can say that again"
But I never would've imagined this chain of events
the dirt, too demonic for the church
I body any and everybody until the day they put my body in the earth
This is ghetto gossip while I work

Live from
cursive style
Motherfuckers be tattle tailing like they taking names
So when they take a son they drive by I'll be taking aim
Pressure to pian, are you able
Pullover ????? don't take in this weather
In a media beaten by my accord
The unfallen melancholy house that ushers out your vocal chord

HOOK

Wherever
before them.
For how long will the masses be so pathetically manipulated by God, Queen and Country?

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For fucks sake where are we in all this?
We're