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I've got word of thanks, |
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Thanks that I'd like to say, |
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For the rage that I feel, |
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The rage that I feel today. |
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Gotta stack, gotta stack, |
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Stack of chips on my shoulder, |
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In everything I do 'cause I made, I made, |
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I made the mistake of trusting you. |
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People like you just fuel my fire. |
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People like you just fuel my fire. |
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People like you just fuel my fire. |
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People like you just burn. |
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Yeah, my layers are thick, |
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And I got a bad attitude. |
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Yeah, that knife in my back, |
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Has fingerprints that belong to you, |
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Got a grudge, got a grudge, |
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Got a grudge that I'm holding, |
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For as long as I live, |
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'cause you lied, you lied, |
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You lied to my face, |
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And that's something I can't forgive. |
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People like you just fuel my fire. |
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People like you just fuel my fire. |
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People like you just fuel my fire. |
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People like you just burn! |