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Imagine waking up in another day, another life

Faking my pride, like I'm the Cain, with the alpha, with the wife

"You wanna pass on the mood and fault it on the guns, on the goons, on the gangs.

Watch me move in with your favorite slang"

Slingshooting language shots for shots and looting every drop

Slang-shouting languid lots of shit; shouting out the block

Out the window, windings wounding; the other words consuming your dock

As my brother, I please, don't click the glock

Gluttony button for the Gautier, couples crying for cartier

My man Jay declaring, fearing I'm concerning and poutier.

What would I say when there's no sun in the horizon?

There's no state to environ, My state is solely silent

I feel like a dry run, as there's no support, there is no violence.

I can't close my eyes, so there's no one else in the pilot

the TV screaching, reaching for the numbness, reaching for reliance

The white mood, the black shadows, they grey spirals

It keeps ringing, like a phone, but it instead, it sounding sirens