Don't care if its discrete or if even seven people evily watch,
Rising i am i thought hutch, would go on but he ended with the click of a stopwatch
Nobody knows alone i really am
You gotta let these shits go, man
A couple children i can raise who actually love the world,
I know it's hard but who does god choose to go through it worst
Understand in my hand i hold the whole world, a wonderland
I'ma back em down like shaq with this black 2-2-3 in my hand
And there's little to be glad for
And i got the heart of a fighter,
It's terminally, permanently, seriously ill
Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,
Where my soldiers at, no longer drug dealers
Ain't gonna stop me till i'm in the hearse
I know the whole world sky
When that thing gon fly
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