Yeah this new town cannot make
I can tell you that this tape
And every new sacrifice that i make
We would like to call this an appreciation tape
See my hands start to shake
But when we scrap you gon make
And one day you're gone grow to be a rolling stone
Make it a war, ima make it my own,
I'm afraid of the destruction i'll make,
They say them colors must be fake
Outerworlds fall, stop in cells and make
I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape
Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes
I'm make this choppa spit and make it come out her nose
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