[Verse 1: Chris Webby]
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I'm a walking bad habit, E tabs up in the cabinet
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Savage rap status: vocabulary extravagant
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A rock star poppin' rotches in bars
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Used to flip bud now just rappin' cop me a car
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No tellin', Connecticut felon, I GPS a¢æ?em
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And find my mark like Magellan with more lines than Corey Feldman
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I never cease to impress a¢æ?em
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I cardiac arrest a¢æ?em
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With every studio session I'm killin' a¢æ?em, no question
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Webb's back, better hold your breath when I'm rhyming homes
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I murder beats, I'm Jonah Hex on the microphone
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Fiends saying I'm the dopest yet
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And haters? I shrug a¢æ?em off until my fucking shoulders sweat
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I'm breaking bones, a modern version of Casey Jones
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Scored a hand, I'm the winner playing the Game of Thrones
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fuck beef, my rapping style's filet mignon
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Gettin' drunk, fuck yo' driver, somebody take me home
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[Hook: (Some girl) & Slaine]
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(Take me home)
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Take me home now bitch
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(Take me home)
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Watch for the cops, hit the blinker when you switch
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(Take me home)
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Lanes a¢æ?cause you know that I'm famous and I'm rich
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(Take me home)
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Eyes on the road, take me home now bitch
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(Take me home)
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Take me home now bitch
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(Take me home)
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Watch for the cops, hit the blinker when you switch
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(Take me home)
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Lanes a¢æ?cause you know that I'm famous and I'm rich
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(Take me home)
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Eyes on the road, take me home now bitch
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[Verse 2: Slaine]
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I know that I should change, but I don't really think I can
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It's just part of my nature a¢æ¡° I never cracked, I never ran
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The world was falling on me when my back was in a jam
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I always kept on fighting, that's exactly who I am
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And this is who I am, no way that I can change it
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I'm buckwild, stupid, and dangerous
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My best friends are not strangers
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These are the motherfuckers I hang with
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We speak the same language
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And I ain't saying French, English, or Spanish, or Spanglish
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I mean pain and anguish, this cocaine slangin' bang-bang shit
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MAC-11s that we aim with
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In other words, I'm rolling with the same clique I came with
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I'm the sameness and fuck being famous
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Fame dreams are for groupies
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I'm a real-life gangster that you ain't seen in the movies
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What I mean is I'm truly off the hook
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Like a phone in a nursing home, homie I'm that Boston crook
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[Hook: (Some girl) & Slaine]
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(Take me home)
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Take me home now bitch
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(Take me home)
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Watch for the cops, hit the blinker when you switch
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(Take me home)
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Lanes a¢æ?cause you know that I'm famous and I'm rich
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(Take me home)
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Eyes on the road, take me home now bitch
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(Take me home)
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Take me home now bitch
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(Take me home)
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Watch for the cops, hit the blinker when you switch
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(Take me home)
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Lanes a¢æ?cause you know that I'm famous and I'm rich
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(Take me home)
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Eyes on the road, take me home now bitch
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[Verse 3: Chris Webby]
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I damage tracks, so listeners always ran it back
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Always with a half-ounce stuffed into a sandwich bag
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I kill it quickly and always keeping the realest with me
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Stealing all the fucking insulin from Wilford Brimley
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a¢æ©«Diabetes,a¢æ? rappers could never beat us
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I been spittin' shit like this since I was just a fuckin' fetus
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Keep your chick with me as long as she give dome
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Rollin' up the Diesel, I'm burning like Jim Rome
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bitch!
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[Verse 4: Slaine]
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Yeah, standin' here's a man with the past, the inspiration
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For the kids on the corner, but still got the laugh of a mental patient
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The infiltration of the game
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Born from a central hatred of fame
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A pencil shaking with pain
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An injured stake in the claim from the wrath I became
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My paragaph's insane, are futuristic pictures of the past from which I came
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And this is Slaine with a shotty in the hooptie son
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My whole career's a robbery that they could never scoop me from
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[Hook: (Some girl) & Slaine]
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(Take me home)
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Take me home now bitch
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(Take me home)
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Watch for the cops, hit the blinker when you switch
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(Take me home)
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Lanes a¢æ?cause you know that I'm famous and I'm rich
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(Take me home)
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Eyes on the road, take me home now bitch
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(Take me home)
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Take me home now bitch
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(Take me home)
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Watch for the cops, hit the blinker when you switch |