| It’s like in your sleep when
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| You’re seeing things, man
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| Once again
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| I can’t sleep,
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| I’m shaking
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| Eyes dilated
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| Hearing voices
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| I’m naked and dehydrated
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| Jaded, talkin' to the faces
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| In the wall
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| Hallucinating, I’m hearing
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| Strange noises in the hall
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| Pro’ly cause nobody’s home
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| But me and the damn dog
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| Not an eagle in the Coupe
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| And honest,
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| To the palms^&*I've got palms&*(
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| To the crib^&*(
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| Vision, reason, anything moves quick
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| The quiver I’m squeezing
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| When this whistle in the kitchen
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| Is freezing
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| This a rip, my pet, she’s limping
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| And bleeding
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| (???) I got a dead ass in the yard
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| Blood trilling downstairs,
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| Going to the lawn
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| Far from the mist you can hear
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| The wolves howling amongst children
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| By the blue lagoon, with their pouts,
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| Growling, so grinding for a better plot
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| Episode with the sky screaming, stop!
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| So let it go!
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| Visions, having these visions
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| I’ve got goosebumps
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| I’m nervous and sweating
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| Trying not to look
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| In the eyes of Armageddon
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| Backstabbers and bitch niggas
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| Is causing chaos
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| (???) to some bullshit and sense of betrayal
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| The airwaves is poisoned
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| The streets is cursed
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| Water contaminated, gummy busting heap
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| In church
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| And the evil world leaders
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| That’s quite misleading
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| God, please,
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| Give me the strength to fight
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| These demons!
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| Busting like fuck
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| But he’s going nowhere
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| Screams from the bust,
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| But I ain’t tryna go there
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| Rustling canabis on this hunt
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| For paper a month
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| That’s the savages, raping mother nature
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| Leaning pastors and disease monkeys are over
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| Baby rats and snakes, we wanted to do you colder
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| But we train specialists, even navy seals
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| Woman specs with affilas, and the power to heal
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| Holy ghost riders driven by killer skittles
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| Search for survivors since
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| Pull them by the heels |