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    Walk around the world, it feel like every place the same
    I look into your eyes and see that you are in some pain
    Freddie gonna help the business, help a rope around your neck
    Gonna help you make a choice, let it sit, don't let it rest
    You a pest, what the fuck? You left a mess
    It's okay, I'll just say that your body's gone today
    You in hell, I don't think you failed, you just made some bail
    Come that day, it gets worse and I hope you fuckin' hurt

    Now what's the word, captain?
    I think I caught you lackin'
    There are nine more layers than this hell's packin'
    No tippy tappin', bitch, I come in rippy rappin'
    I feel lucky I'm not you
    At the top, I do the do
    Stuck in the fuckin' darkness and it's cold at heart
    Haven't felt Sun in some days, bitch, where do I start?
    Start from the top and the next stop the bottom
    Rock bottom, baby, I swear I already got 'em

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    Close your eyes and think of somethin' for me
    Think of all the times that you've been feelin' kinda lonely
    What could you do with your time instead?
    What? You smokin' weed, you fuck your bitch and go to bed
    Notice all the colors that you seein' in your head
    Now strip away that shit and feel the darkness, feel it spread
    This is what is like to be known as dead
    Now open up your eyes, you see the world, it is red

    Now what's the word, captain?
    I think I caught you lackin'
    There are nine more layers than this hell's packin'
    No tippy tappin', bitch I come in rippy rappin'
    I feel lucky I'm not you
    At the top, I do the do
    Stuck in the fuckin' darkness and it's cold at heart
    Haven't felt Sun in some days, bitch, where do I start?
    Start from the top and the next stop the bottom
    Rock bottom, baby, I swear I already got 'em

    Now what's the word, captain?
    I think I caught you lackin'
    There are nine more layers than this hell's packin'
    No tippy tappin', bitch I come in rippy rappin'
    I feel lucky I'm not you
    At the top, I do the do
    Stuck in the fuckin' darkness and it's cold at heart
    Haven't felt Sun in some days, bitch, where do I start?
    Start from the top and the next stop the bottom
    Rock bottom, baby, I swear I already got 'em

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    Composition: Freddie Dredd

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