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Uh. Graveyard shift, digging up dirt. Product dispersed like clockwork. I do the heavy lifting. My impact hits different amongst the best in Michigan, hands down. I'm the first degree. My success, they hurt to see. Your regime is no more. It's double agents in the Cold War. Padded locks, bolted doors. They get mad when you go for yours. Swimming upstream in open water. While they argue over open borders, I tread lightly, looking for shore. No longer put 'em before. It's all me while they stay pressed and salty. My moves are ballsy. I been nice since big jeans and tall tees. I talk G's, bring about crowds when I'm just Thinking out loud. Anybody with a problem, bring 'em out now. All see the beef is how loud. Does the smoke offend you? Don't care, won't pretend to. I don't have a fuck to give, and if I did, none to lend you. The money is sweet. All kinds of trees when we grub with you. Might run up your blood sugar. Ready for whatever. You a thug, then we thug With you. Come deeper than a club picture. Slug licker, don't make me air you. I smack up dudes that scare you. I cut to the chase with a buck knife To your face when I put life on a Plate and spare you. Dead breathing. I don't wanna hurt no more. Don't wanna do this dirt no more. I don't wanna hurt no more. Don't wanna do this dirt no more. A coward dies a thousand times. Somehow the lies cloud the mind. Think smarter, street Arthur. What I've seen makes me drink harder. I got it when I don't need it. I'm copping for the whole season. We only live once, right? Idiots get the gun treatment. Melanin that the sun seasoned. Grub at the lunch meetings. I'm fly exemplified. They need a dose and coast on the high That the pen prescribed. I'm like revenge denied. The get back that you can't get. The hit man that you can't hit. Distinguished, Yet ignorant to my genius. Well aware that they probably scheming, so I watch The company I'm keeping. Meditate to keep away the demons. Every day, they giving me a reason to leave 'em Dead breathing. I don't wanna hurt no more. Don't wanna do this dirt no more. I don't wanna hurt no more. Don't wanna do this dirt no more.
Guilty Simpson, Gensu Dean — Dead Breathing
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