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    Bear arms
    Take no prisoners (Yeah)
    Just make more chips and work the brakes off nigga's shit
    (Straight on 'em)
    Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

    Say goodbye to my openness, total eclipse
    Of my shine that I've grown to miss when holding shit in
    Open my lids, my eyes said my soul is amiss (Soul is)
    The signs say we close to the end (Close)
    My mindstate sober, I'm bent
    Over the pit, pokin' the flames
    Hopin' I don't total my shit, that's me though
    Play the game no cheat code
    Had to dish 'em a free throw
    Ya mouth runnin' when you depose (Facts)
    Facts, it's rugged on the peak
    Don't stumble, serve culinary treats, bro (Please)
    The herd hungry, gotta eat (Woah)
    Why its so muddy in the creek, poet?
    Threes foes coming by the fleet (Bro)
    Keep low, peace, preach it
    Ain't so sunny by the motherfuckin' beach
    The say so, gonna phone number on the screen (Ah)
    Keep low, can't nobody see me sleep
    I make more money on my motherfuckin' feet
    Yeah, uh (Straight on 'em)

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    We take no prisoners
    Just make more chips and work the brakes off nigga's shit
    (Bear arms)
    Take no prisoners
    Just make more chips and work the brakes off nigga's shit
    (Straight on 'em)
    Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

    Say goodbye to my openness, total eclipse
    Of my shine that I've grown to miss when holding shit in
    Open my lids, my eyes said my soul is amiss (Soul is amiss)
    The signs say we close to the end (Close to the end)

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    Composición: Earl Sweatshirt

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