2: Life of the Living Dead

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I remember when Momma said the day you lie
is the day I'mma smack that ass, you gon' die.
Made the grease in my hands fry,
Momma put some bread in it, we still alive.
I had the milk but I dumped in all my cookies,
there I go again, wasting all my goodies.
I fly in a private jet the day I get respect,
I ride in a new whip with the fitted the day I reflect.
I was dead for awhile so I should ressurect
but all these zombies wanna eat and intersect.
Bumbling dummies, imma get mines.
Y'all bitin' and smiley, y'all get minds.
The hunger out here is real though.
But the love out here got you feelin' dope.
Flashback to when you feel rope
till the beat comes back, now you feel hope.
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Come on, come on, come on 
let me get a piece
my tastes been empty
lemme just get a bite
come on, come on, come on
let me just, let me just
I need you baby
lemme just get you right
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I probably die the same time as everyone else
I still wouldn't know what to do with my damn self.
Still walk to the store with my hoodie on
Still get the shop keep tellin me to take it off
I shook your hand man, I wouldn't do you wrong
unless you gave me a reason, tell it to your boss.
I fear nothing but the Earth, the lost, and badges.
Feel like we stuck here with the angels and savages.
My eyes water, my fingers covered in bandages
just to wait for the fade, sorry in advance for snappin'.
I'm two moments from breaking all over
weirdest part is I'm completely sober.
Looking for the next vibe I can feed
Cause I wanna be right there when you succeed.
Prop you till something turn a new leaf
then you can't blame me when I wanna leave.
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Come on, come on, come on 
let me get a piece
my tastes been empty
lemme just get a bite
come on, come on, come on
let me just, let me just
I need you baby
lemme just get you right
lemme just- just- just-
I can't sleep tonight.
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See I put my dick in every equation
cause I wanna see how many times you relate to it.
You wanna catch me on a bad day so you feel better.
Wanna catch me without an umbrella, without feathers,
wanna imagine me in the same shoes I put you through.
But you don't wanna see the same shit I had to do.
Burning beating, constantly not succeeding.
No wonder we marvel in singing how we dead inside.
Always wanted to know why you sang and cried.
Every mile to see the curve of a smile.
Just to have it live in denial.
Burn of a man doesn't go the way you want it.
We just bury it and maybe write a sonnet.
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Do you want to be here, just lemme know
Do you really wanna kill time, just lemme know
Just talk our favorite shit, just lemme know
We can be goofy and fucked up, just lemme know
Just lemme know, just lemme know.
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Maybe I'm just washed up
from the rush of blood to the head every time your name pops up.
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