Fetishes ever since the testaments
Die young, corpse identified by your parents
But since then i've really grown
The kings get killed very least overthrown
Since i was ten, and slapped,
Spend the night with me, we'll talk and
Since i was a day old,
Hand to hand in the cold
Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped
Makes masterpieces since the first draft
Hopin' that my niggas see
And since you were talking filthy,
Stir up all these feelings inside of her
I did since we got together
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