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she see hate there
Ain't got a reason to live, feel like she hate here
Her hormones fuckin' with her and now she hate hair
Cut it all off and she

MAN
IT'S THE YEAR OF A MAD MAN
COMIN SOON
TO SPEAKERS IN FRONT OF YOU
AND FUCK WITH YOU
CUZ TO ME THAT'S FUN TO DO
CUT IN 2
YOU'LL BE IF YOU FUCK WITH

away from fake friends cause when the shit start to shake they be faking we just make trends and stay out the way my house in the cut I stay out the way

line, he dead to me (he dead)
Fuck that, bring his head to me (bring his head)
Cook an opp, no recipe (pussy)
Bruh gon' make his bed for me (on gang)

And I'm the only clown in town

My clothes are loose and torn
And I'm livin' on wine and corn
I fell into the tub last night
When Mr. Duke cut off

of my soliloquy may be,
Not a one, of any one, I counted on,
Steps up to the line for me
Born alone, Dies alone
 But doesn't figure on fighting all alone

threw out a line (Spoken: Invisible to the visible)	
One red day you connected
Surprised delighted by the echo
Long ago

2nd Pre-Chorus and Chorus 
When

to the terminal zone
Cut your engines, cool your wings
And let me make it to the telephone
Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia
Tidewater four ten O nine
Tell

it back for more

The land is wounded
Bones exposed
I'm strung up on a line
Insides hanging out

I'm cut piece by piece
They take whatever they need

don’t really trust folks
Only let you in if you got love bro
Tell me what is fear to a jumbo
Look at how I move in the game that is cut-throat
SZA by my

They're despised while plunged in despair
Hubris claims each day a growing share
Do you feel cut off from this world?
When you weep for countless dying

another heart
I can steal
In my new
Cuban heels
And I'll be Dressed To Kill

Working nine to five
Said, there's got to be a better way
I fall in line
I

Honey, did he tell you I'm a bitch 
That's his favorite line, he'll use it every time his old gold ring starts to itch
Bet you were dancing

a tingle down my spine
Cut to the front of the line so I can
Wench my thirst, I gotta wench my thirst 

Girl, no one can pull a beer quite like you
And girl,

yo shot cause you know that you'll miss 
Don't hit my line since u left we been lit It's too late  for that shit 

Yeah 
Yeah
It's too late for

The foreman touched the cold steel lines
The rail bed was frozen with ice.
In the distance an engine was keeping good time,
The steam whistle moaned

Feast your eyes
where your money goes to die
Feeling affronted?
Blame the unwanted

An Executive Race,
expert in an instant,
Short cut to the chase 
for

bullshit
Four and a half tryna cut well for our shit
They tearin down our project(gun pops)bust-yo-clips
Look in ya eyes, see nothin but bitch, when you
Look

a straight line
Your sister need love and your borther need love
And it took like you left that behind
Words and sound combine
Hafi give thanks fi the power

Thug changes

Now we were once two niggas of the same kind
Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line
Sorta, honestly I'd never guessed you

You'll break
Don't walk past the lines.
They'll keep tearing you, tearing you
Cut that smile from ear to ear.
Piece by piece,
You'll just come

grace?
So lets look back you were just eighteen
with a face cut our of a movie screen
and it's been since then i know her heart is my home
and its the only

the answer I was gunning for
But she was gone before I could even say it
I drew the lines while the colors bled and faded out

And I've never asked for more

bitch niggas got me pissed, trying to slander my name
Trying to cut a nigga wrist, after I hand you the game
Y'all some five percent homies, three bitch