Lowest Hanging Fruit Is Still Fruit

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//Chorus starts at 0:27
 
Respect what I get, respect what I give, expecting much less
Respecting the gift, respect what I get, respect what I give
Expecting much less, means respecting the gift
 
//Verse starts at 0:41
 
Gotta respect the gifts I get, I regret all of the disrespect
I drift off 'n just project, glimpse I saw of these concept
Degrees must talk 'n scripts reflect, I reject the help I was offered
I deflect 'n my health was then tortured, look at myself but the lyrics altered
At the altar I could alter, tomorrow's not promised so I wondered
As I wonder I do blunder, though I'm honest sorrows prominent
Asked the confident what they do, to be popular what's the due
Resolute to change my views, competence stage 'n page to execute
Lucy call wit' attitude, all I see in gratitude, movie for my magnitude
Sorry arrogance constantly speaking, petulance probably reeking
Obviously I have been keeping, evidence hiding my feelings
I am untitled, the name I got ain't but a trial, it paint false pictures bout my vile
Lies 'at pile, seeking fame above the Gods, rot to waltz through figures 'round my style
I still don't know which way to go, though it seems y'all shove to show
 
//Chorus starts at 1:36
 
Respect what I get, respect what I give, expecting much less
Respecting the gift, respect what I get, respect what I give
Expecting much less, means respecting the gift
 
//Verse starts at 1:49
 
Will y'all ever slow
Love when I won't sow 'n bitch about my foes, fiends who call then never say
Reap dreams 'o deep day, lecture myself around the flo', laying down to solve mo'
Evolved into everything wrong wit' da strong mental fortitude I got, upon, further inspection
Introspection, order proved, water border gone bend to instrumental ponds
Ponder 'n garner retrospection on my life, my perspective sank through knives
All the times call lives to chime, thank the few who knew da strife, irrespective 'o dis line
Wall off minds I mine, kinds of finds to maul a crime, begin to become akin to fines
Random voices screaming in my head, fathom choices fiending to see thee dead
Evaluating invalidating statements on my bed, hating changes on the insolating nation
Patient looking pacing, patient kept on waiting, debt for patience lacing, pages 'o da stations
Damn, self interrogation draining, dealt wit' death 'o stress 'n facing
 
//Verse ends at 2:41
 
//Chorus starts at 2:44
 
Respect what I get, respect what I give, expecting much less
Respecting the gift, respect what I get, respect what I give
Expecting much less, means respecting the gift
 
//Chorus ends at 2:58
 
You gotta pin it down
You gotta control yourself
Before, you do something stupid

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