The things im most scared of
Where i'm from they is ruthless
And i need you to show me love
Cause america the terror of,
When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz
Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts
Real words...elegant: a piece of art
Your yard, full of pieces of lard
Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential
They say to get a hundred mill you must become the devil
Cuz you gon' chase cheese
Top of my pile of bodies
It's all for the thought of havin' more than required
Of being of always getting wired
Out of mind out of sight
Which you know i'm different, right
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