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They don't understand how I survived | How I stayed custom made | From the frames on down to the ride
They don't understand how I survived How I stayed custom made From the frames on down to the ride While you lames get clowned to the side I'm in your town live Blow an ounce of dro in your face While I count mine A crime how I body the track Tip's back in the lobby with craps Now I'm big time, dawn of the pack On the inside, harder to act On the flip side, dodging the traps I'm so (sinister) Catch bodies, like possessed Rob, he's off the leash Next shot, he's more zombies, cause I wanna feast And if I ain't being fed, I'm seeing red I'm Evil Dead, people bled I am Sam Raimi, don't you be mislead I'm running the stage call me the beige All my words suicidal, yeah they jump off the page And somersault into your brain Then assault you with insane thoughts I'm Banksy on the west bank Y'all been brainwashed Step 1, rep your team Step 2, kick his head clean off, guillotine Step 3, get on your Jet Li Sinister raps make you all rock me You and me, we don't seem the same You move like the blob, I'm a speeding train I'm a blood red etching of a demon framed You a high-res photograph of Peter Whayne Release the flame, you in an easy lane You took the easy road, I kill you easy man But with an evil brain, because I'm just so (sinister) Yo, televised soldier for life, with my life on the line At all costs, I be knowing the price Got a hot head, rolling the dice The feeling like, "I wish I could have this moment for life" Like, my too hot, get comfy with the two spot Rude boy, eat your food boy, you will lose stop You say you "gangsta gangsta" and you don't hot He jumped out of his skin when a balloon popped Step 1, rep your team Step 2, kick his head clean off, guillotine Step 3, get on your Jet Li Sinister raps make you all rock me
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