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acidic suffering, bring you back to the start 
To defeat all your demons and reintroduce you to peace 
With my arms and my orange gels, I initiate your

is bent
You said I needed some balance
I think I need to repent
I got a load on my conscience
I think I needed to vent
This shit is spoiling my spirit

you
Man you all I'm needing now want my arms wrapped tight around you
But I cant
So gone head pour me up another drank
Heart start feeling heavy man its

with your palm
It be time to throw these hands, you'll be seein' the arms
And the trial is waitin', style is patient
Know P is the queen and
Sir Mitch

like we running routes
Living Water never could be ina drought
Got my Gunnas wit me real hittas "Drip or Drown"
Yea king but I'm a 'Tank' bet Imma knock