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Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Oh, I'm back, baby Fuck you niggas is talking 'bout? Yeah My eyes move quarter-time, my pupils quarter-sized, I'm lifted I need endorphins, high, if only for the night, I'm injured I set my core aside, like fuck the source, cure my symptoms Just got my sword and spine; the mission sort of lined up with them I tried destroying mine to cleanse the boredom out my system I sit at borderline of luring corpses out my sickness I metamorphosized and made a course up out my trenches I let the Lord decide if I would go or not, and He sent me I showed my mortal side, and she was mortified, I wince still I close the door sometimes, still go to war behind my sister My head absorbent now, I try ignorin' sounds that I'm litty Lay dormant, poor disguise, this shit mayoral now, it's my city 'Fore tourin', I hit brodie with a quarter-pound, he up fifty Even when a nigga's scorin', I'm assistin' Six deep, a hundred-forty rounds in our semis Niggas know what come with noise around my city Niggas can't talk about poise without my mention Just another poignant mind poisoned by addiction When I defeat one, another three come around grinnin' Got my feet up and my fee up to contentment Smell of weed smoke around cheapen sound of my wisdom Got my reach longer, now redrawing my limits 'Cause I reopen now, I'm squeezin' all of my lemons Blood I leak on the ground creepin' up in my business Shit, was my one way to patch the debt Ain't have nothing to back the checks; I make love, and I latch my chest We stay hungry, dodgin' the feds, was humble 'fore they could teach me I starved my ego instead, unencumbered by my regrets I stumbled into success, but really, I kicked in the door My Achilles' tore off my leg Remember when I was pure but ain't have nowhere I could rest I told her make sure she sure 'fore I never seen her again Came knockin' just like before, but the hinges was all cement I'm squinting up at the score; wasn't sure this is what I meant The spending tore another limb Yeah, was my one way to patch the debt Ain't have nothing to back the checks; I make love, and I latch my chest Yeah, it's crazy, I swear to God Like today, I woke up And I looked in the mirror, and I was pondering And I was fucking wilding Haha, alright