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I can't find the body who's cashing my checks |
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I can't breath cause the bills are up to my neck |
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Who knows if I'll survive what comes next |
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Your fingerprints are all over this mess |
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This war's a racquet and I'm in the field |
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You said I'd be safe up under your shield |
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Your right hand shook my hand into the deal |
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While the left hand planned how to steal it |
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Ooo--say your last words and last goodbyes |
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Ooo--I'm laying down what's yours and what's mine |
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I'm done dodging your gun |
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I'm taking myself out from under your thumb |
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I know the bullet is coming my way |
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Thinking I'm blind but it's the |
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Last time I pay you that hush money |
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You sell the cure to the cold you gave me |
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Started my trouble now you offer to save me |
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Just enough terror to keep me afraid while |
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You're downtown telling people you made me |
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Cinderblocks are bound to my feet |
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If i doubt once that you control the street |
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Tell me you're here to help me succeed |
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Imma cut ties and not let you bleed me |
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I walked the fine line too long |
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Speak my mind before it's gone |
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Yeah my life isn't yours to own |
