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My mind feels like a war zone It's the end of the world Trapped and out of control I hit up the mic and it's time to get low I was killin' in the main hall The next song is Faith of God Lord So won't you come film my bike beats But if I agree, I don't lie Miles and years, I just walk the bike Dreamin' of the stars and pay tickets at the BB And then see you at the mark on the map of the balls One more job and I break in the taxman return So beat Spotify, get high, don't lie Miles and years, I just walk that bike Dreamin' of the stars, pay tickets at the BB And then see you at the bars One more smoke and I'll burn it till I churn it Drop the drink, no more sinkin If I could live a code, it would be red and mink I'm like the statue dancing, Cleopatra Stoning at the bands off the wall Got the Medusa whacking, reacting Crazy as I'm adapting Drop the drink, it's time to recede No more time waiting to rethink Come out like a tiger I'll win as the appreciate the prize fighter My stripes are clean, I'm ready to be Zig or a man, that hit the program Digital freak, digital freak My new first life, it's a twist The turn up was weak But I'm monster juice in the morning Ready to rebuke, to the dawning Repent of sin, and I'm gone till I spill out the sin I'm getting one more time, ready to rewind I'm gonna get the pills right now It's a lie, I'm a movie star One more solo, it's gonna be wild Styles ready to abound It's a bell, a crazy bell .. So would you feel my bite Hit me on Spotify, get high, don't lie Miles and years I would walk and bite Dreaming of the stars, I pay tickets If I be even singing up at the bars One more drama and I wake in the taxman return One more lesson I won't be learned Nothing and I'm gonna get it out Stuntin', got a next year Like three seasons coming Spring, summer, fall Rolls with no snowboardin In the winter I'm gonna choke Till it gets the air out H-G-O-R-S-T And it's gonna produce him I'm still rebukin I'm sinning, I'm bleeding Now I'm gonna be offended I'm a drop 15, time to be seen No more time, ready to defeat Coming out like a tiger Again as a prize fighter My stripes are thin And I'm living to the days of the man
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