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    Shit, I was just talking 'bout
    Just, that grind, the trenches, just
    You know what I'm sayin', just all that
    I mean, you-you don't get the vibe of it

    Feels good to get this shit out the mud, nigga
    Made it from hard times, it's still love for the slums, nigga
    We rob niggas just because, nigga
    And I'll serve you anything, but nothing less than a dub, nigga
    And how it feel to be a dub, nigga?
    I'm tryna be a better man but nothin' less than a thug, nigga
    I kill shit, just check my background (bah)
    This murder game shit my campground
    Check my résumé and ask 'round (yeah)
    We just simply never back down (nah)
    I caught a charge, now I'm back out
    I bet this carbon blow his back out
    Gettin' money, that's a fact now (Merlyn)
    Bitches, they don't know how to act now (Merlyn)

    The poor more polite, but the flow not nicе (you know)
    Watch for you wife, I'ma take her out your lifе (you know)
    She wet my white tee, now it's like a wet wipe (wet it)
    Respect my Tribe, I'm a dawg like Phife (get it?)
    You love me like a check but my name not Nike (get it?)
    Bitch, my number not a lottery
    I'm like, don't even talk to me (stop)
    Honestly, wouldn't fly a Melbourne to the Sydney (go Merlyn, go Merlyn)
    All of these bars bought chains, prison industries (go Merlyn, go Merlyn, go Merlyn)
    America, did my people foul, then give me shot for free (go Merlyn, go Merlyn)
    While I watch Washington's wooden teeth in her booty cheeks
    Kings of last century, was livin' like peasantry
    I don't even like sleep, time is the only luxury

    Sendin' a fuck you to you all
    I'ma ship it laminated it, got this shit straight off the lot
    We ain't renting no AVIS, got the neighbors going crazy, it's me, Bari, and Flexy
    I can see through your bullshit, like your face was made of plexi' (ha, ha)
    I could fuck around and get this soundin' like I'm wildin', mane
    Only crybaby is the one inside the bucket man
    You, I'm the bogeyman, you, never sleep again
    Nightmares, it's fright-filled the moment Freddy tuck you in
    Stack my money higher than the foam atop a tidal wave
    Lonely like the point guard at the key, gotta isolate
    Light it up, light it up, we bring the light show
    Who the hell invited all they friends?
    Fuck if I know (yeah, yeah, yeah)

    They at your window (them boys comin' for you)
    They at your window (them boys comin' for you)
    They at your window (you better not tell no lies)
    They at your window (you know them boys outside)
    They at your window, yeah, yeah (them boys comin' for you)
    They at your window, yeah, yeah (them boys comin' for you)
    They at your window, yeah, yeah (you better not tell no lies and they ain't comin' up here) (You should not tell no lies)

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    My pen could be a fortune teller or an ATM
    It's got intentions of its own, I can't even pretend
    Every moment is a fight nobody can defend
    The circumstances should've never been there to begin
    I watch the clocks melt as the devil dances
    The chances are slim to none that you could understand this
    Lost language, we encantin', pain campin'
    Amongst the stillborn, raindrops is where i'm standin'
    I wake up breakin' up an eighth just to function
    Rather be a neutral than continue to get sunken
    All my niggas made it out the motherfuckin' dungeon
    Tank has been on E, but I gotta keep runnin'
    What you finna lean on when our system is crumblin'?
    Everybody's reaching but they really end up fumblin' when they touchdown
    Y'all don't appreciate in value like a bussdown
    My shit authentic, they can never get enough now

    They at your window, yeah, yeah (them boys comin' for you)
    They at your window, yeah, yeah (them boys comin' for you)
    They at your window, yeah, yeah (you better not tell no lies and they ain't comin' to play) (You shouldn't tell no lies)

    I can see the eye upon me when I close mine
    Drug-induced, comatose, it's leakin' through me, blind
    The body is the temple, I invite spirits
    We crack riddles and giggle behind closed blinds
    Born to bleed, the brave and free
    Got needs they gots to feed, I breathe to see defeat
    Fuck police and authority, never means nothin', mind fuckin' myself to sleep
    Had to take it to the streets
    Capitalistic greed, plague our society, like COVID-19
    Those dirty hands that feed don't buy it
    Government officials, don't give a fuck about the children
    What do you believe? Nothing's ever what it seems 'til you can't deny it
    Flashpoints and flashbangs dictate defiance
    History stuck on repeat, in the loop of sirens
    Terrorizin', always lyin'
    God damn, tyrants, don't play with knives kids

    I tried to warn you
    These boys, they don't know you
    Outside, comin' for you
    'Cause they don't love you and they don't know you
    I tried to warn you
    These boys, they don't know you
    Outside, comin' for you
    'Cause they don't love you and they don't owe you shit

    Fuck the world and all that inhabit it (inhabit it, inhabit it)
    Fuck the world and all that inhabit it (inhabit it, inhabit it)
    'Times is like, fuck the world and all that inhabit it (inhabit it, inhabit it)
    Yeah, nigga
    We back up in this thing (road)
    Sometimes it's like, all or nothin' (road)
    Fuck the world and all that inhabit it (inhabit it, inhabit it)
    Sometimes it's like, fuck the world and all that inhabit it (inhabit it, inhabit it)
    Sometimes it's like

    Just pick me up in the four-door
    I bless the beat, we smoke rain ash like Mordor
    The warlord's comin', check the lamb for the slaughter
    The envy's so green, it should be flyin' a saucer
    Yeah, and when the pressure is on, they gone
    Ghostride whippin', not your friends no more, so 'lone
    Snake sneakin', I'm feelin' like I'm missin', but never there
    I'm still here, bitch, so God's winnin'
    Lord willin' (Lord willin')
    There's no ceilin' (no ceilin')
    They all pussy (all pussy)
    Get out your feelings (get out your feelings)
    They try to run it up, but baby, I'm chillin' (uh, huh)
    I make my money, then dip, stay killin'
    Stay killin', stay killin', stay killin'

    Why you always start prayin' when that trouble come around?
    (Why you always start prayin' when that trouble come around?)
    There them boys go again
    The ROADRUNNERS

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