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Calling
me
the
tree
that
gave
Everybody
say
I'm
giving
I
don't
need
nothing,
but
thanks
We're
trapped
in
a
space
time
continuum
Hide
shit
like
the
C.I.A
This
strength
in
the
strain,
not
minimum
Stone
cold,
couldn't
feel
my
face
These
drugs
I
take
last
millennia
I'm
able
I'm
not
fit
I'm
stable,
then
toxic
From
cradle,
to
rock
pit
I'm
grateful
I'm
not
shit
Nothing
but
stardust
dust
Looking
outside,
saw
nothing
but
Starbucks
Can't
see
where
we
start
from?
Satellite
image
be
looking
like
art
from
the
James
Webb
Sick
of
playing
my
part
just
to
pay
rent
This
is
made
up
shit,
it
don't
make
sense
I
just
roll
my
spliff,
do
the
same
shit
Hard
to
do
my
part,
when
it's
makeshift
It's
fatal
To
not
live
I'm
anally
cautious
My
plates
full,
it's
not
it
Ungrateful,
I'm
thoughtless
Calling
me
the
tree
that
gave
Everybody
say
I'm
giving
I
don't
need
nothing,
but
thanks
We're
trapped
in
a
space
time
continuum
Hide
shit
like
the
C.I.A
This
strength
in
the
strain,
non
minimum
Stone
cold,
couldn't
feel
my
face
These
drugs
I
take
last
millennia
Calling
me
the
tree
that
gave
Everybody
say
I'm
giving
Everyday
is
the
same
Bitch
it
feels
like
a
prison
I'm
not
okay
I
wouldn't
say
any
different
I'ma
take
it
to
the
grave
Oh
my
god
quit
bitching!
I
hide
it
all
Roll
my
weed,
Hybridol
Wide
awake
Not
high
at
all
Four
days
straight
I
tried
to
cop
Now
I'm
fucked
up,
feeling
withdrawn
Grew
distant
Letting
time
stand
still,
what's
the
difference?
If
I
move
I'll
break
Something
bout
a
win-lose,
lost
my
strength
(Aye)
Couldn't
keep
up
with
them
awkward
lies
Got
two
left
feet
I
was
ostrich
size
With
my
neck
stretch
out,
I
was
not
type
To
let
blood
bleed
blood,
this
gospel
wine
Thou
blood
be
blood,
this
is
hostile
life
Love
my
home,
but
it's
not
the
life
When
I
reach
my
lows
it
was
quantified
By
the
heights
I'd
go
chasing
awful
highs
An
angel,
in
spotlight
With
wings
sore-
you
caught
flight
A
Claymore,
in
sunshine
This
ain't
war-
your
fought
neigh
Calling
me
the
tree
that
gave
Everybody
say
I'm
giving
I
don't
need
nothing,
but
thanks
We're
trapped
in
a
space
time
continuum
Hide
shit
like
the
C.I.A
This
strength
in
the
strain,
non
minimum
Stone
cold,
couldn't
feel
my
face
These
drugs
I
take
last
millennia
Calling
me
the
tree
that
gave
Everybody
say
I'm
giving
Everyday
is
the
same
Bitch
it
feels
like
a
prison
I'm
not
okay
I
wouldn't
say
any
different
I'ma
take
it
to
the
grave
Oh
my
god
quit
bitching!
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