| Eh-eh
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| Yes Lawd
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| Knowledge
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| Nigga
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| Lawd
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| Eh-eh
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| Huh
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| Look
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| Huh
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| I’ve been feeling like what’s the point
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| I’m a hopeless kid that’s complacent
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| With a sense of distress, can I stress
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| I feel like I’m sinking
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| While overthinking, I can’t
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| I tell myself what I ain’t
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| While my insecurities worry me
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| Wishin' that they were fake
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| Lawd
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| Huh
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| You’re feelin' this inside of your soul
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| I know they wanted something they could feel inside of they soul
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| I know they needed something they could feel inside of they soul
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| I said I wrote this from my heart
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| I pray the lyrics console
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| And that’s never over your head so it’s easy to comprehend
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| But it’s something you can accept
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| We expecting lots of respect
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| And look, I know they needed something they could feel in they soul
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| I said I wrote this from my heart
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| I pray the lyrics console
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| Lawd
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| Ehh
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| Knowledge
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| Nigga
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| Eh-eh
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| Eh-eh
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| Eh-eh
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| Eh-eh
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| Ehh
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| Lawd
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| Ehh
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| Eh-eh
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| Lawd
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| Look
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| When you young, black and naive
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| Then you never receive the benefit of doubt given by others
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| It’s guilt by association
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| With proper appropriation
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| Where opportunities vacate
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| It’s next to the vacant building that’s broken down and dilapidated
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| Discernin' this information for accurate affirmations of positivity
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| My recognition of ignorance
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| Said that I’m bringing the bass in
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| I’m witnessing people are chasing
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| The money has made them adjacent
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| We fillin' ourselves with the hatred
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| I do what I do and I’m doing it better than most of the niggas that you hear
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| I get in the game and I’m pickin' a lane
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| I pay attention when I do steer
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| And I do fear that I’ll fall off
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| Givin' you wisdom but no one will listen
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| Flow is illicit
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| Lyrical business
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| Said that I murder the beat with a quickness
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| Never to leaving a witness
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| Ain’t no forgiveness
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| Lovin' the way that I spit this
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| Keepin' a soul for
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| You will accept this
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| Swear that you niggas pathetic
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| I don’t think anyone gets it
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| Pick up a pen and I make a revision
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| Minor decision
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| Makin' a difference
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| Livin' inside of a sickening vision
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| Lawd
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| 'Cus man I swear that the pain is really a constant
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| As calls for cause and effect
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| I infect, I’m fast to correct
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| And in fact I factored the text
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| I detest the test with a taste
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| And I take my time to create as I gather and galavant
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| I’m a truant
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| Truly attentive
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| Threw it, through it my temperament
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| As vengeful as the god that they speak of in old testaments
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| Feelin' for my generation
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| Generally we are quick to consume
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| Whatever these people are sellin' their soul but what is it worth
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| Lawd
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| Knowledge
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| Eh-eh
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| Ehh
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| God bless |