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zuò qǔ : Eaton, K' Naan, Warsame, West |
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It' s like writing to the dead, dear people |
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I don' t know if you' ll hear my last plea |
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But somebody needs to be a little concerned about me |
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It' s like I' m standing on the edge of a high tower by K' neen |
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Y' all are rootin' me to jump, and nobody stoppin' me |
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It' s like a drug filled rock and roll documentary |
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Just wait till the world knows what' s inside of me |
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' Cause you' ll be sorry when I' m gone and I' ll be gone so very soon |
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If the pressure on my diaphragm keeps resisting |
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If the feds keep my brothers stompin' up and down prisons |
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If you can' t understand my offerings and deep mission |
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No label is willing to see my unique vision |
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If metro housing keeps threatening my poor mother with eviction |
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You' ll be sorry, you' ll be sorry |
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You' ll be sorry if I stay so poor |
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I can' t afford my own medicine to cure my ulcer |
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And get vexed at every rich person that walks past |
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That won' t blast |
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Just yet I don' t even have enough gas |
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To pass the exit, so don' t laugh |
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Don' t laugh |
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I think a smile is a charity |
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But fuck, don' t laugh my anger |
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Resulted from pressure, exhaustion |
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My boys be orphans |
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My voice is all bent |
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I' m tired, I' m coughing |
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My daddy' s divorcin' |
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My momma is hopin' |
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My eyes be so open |
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For chances, I' m walkin' |
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I' m walkin' and talkin' and boxing my shadow |
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I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won' t eat |
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In case you offend me, I wait you, so don' t sleep |
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I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won' t eat |
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In case you offend me, I wait you, so don' t sleep |
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I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won' t eat |
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In case you offend me, I wait you, so don' t sleep |
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It' s like the possibility of making it in the industry |
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Is just around the corner now, it' s just about your ability |
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But see, it' s like an enigma, an insomniac singer |
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A dream, a figment of your imagination it seems |
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It' ll never be successful |
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Please protect your neck before they squeeze |
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I' m your biggest hater, you suck |
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And even if you don' t, you know your luck |
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You' ll probably get run over by a truck before your first label meeting |
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Meeting is the issue, you prick |
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Yo, yo, you really make me sick |
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No, no you make me sick |
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I can' t stand this argument |
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See this is what happens when my mind starts to dwell |
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And my strength starts to fail |
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And I get an anxiety resulted in panic attacks, exhaustion |
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I might as well look for a fence |
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My health is dissolving |
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I am tired, I' m coughing |
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My wife is divorcing |
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My girlfriend is open |
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' Cause I gotta so open |
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Over these niggas, walkin' |
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I' m walkin' and talking and boxing my shadows |
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I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won' t eat |
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In case you offend me, I wait you, so don' t sleep |
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I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won' t eat |
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In case you offend me, I wait you, so don' t sleep |
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I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won' t eat |
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In case you offend me, I wait you, so don' t sleep |
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And now I sing about the poor, and I sing about the war |
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And how can I not represent when I' m the most critically acclaimed |
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Put most emcees to a lyrical shame |
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Get some, um, fame, express my pain and still keep this shit raw |
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How can one person be so poor? |
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Look at it, you' re better off without me |
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I mean even I doubt me |
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My own dreams mock me |
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The snicker and talk about me |
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They want me to suffer about me |
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Take my life around me, rob me |
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They got me boxing my own shadow |
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I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won' t eat |
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In case you offend me, I wait you, so don' t sleep |
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I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won' t eat |
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In case you offend me, I wait you, so don' t sleep |
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I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won' t eat |
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In case you offend me, I wait you, so don' t sleep |