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My people dry snitchin' whenever they touch the mic what happens when a therapist isn't somewhere in sight Take flight, never lean to the or the right they turn the other cheek when our niggas start to die When our women start to die, when our start to die I don't the empathy, we made the space too many times Every summer in this start to feel like Columbine 'Cause you got to get yours, and I got to get One time for the paragons of the When you underground, nigga only try to Use the track as a gymnasium to get the stadium They couldn't match my alien, I'm like uranium
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