It’s like a triple-staged darkness, listen and drift
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Every muscle in your skin starts to shake and shift
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You can hate the gift, but my phrases daze your click
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Spray your face when i spit, i mean it
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You’re just too conceited, repeating and repeating
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You’re a thugged out gangster pimp ‘til you believe it
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Seems like there’s too much talk, we don’t need it
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I’m cool on your heat, you can keep it
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It’s not a big secret, this is a game you can’t win
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You’re singing the same thing, but we’re bringing the answer
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Just close your eyes and pretend again that your skin
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Isn’t as thin as the skin you’re in, bitch
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(CHORUS)
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Give me a second just to spell it out
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So nobody can twist what i’m talking about
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I don’t have to fake anything i feel
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Because we both know every word is real
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So
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Give me a second just to spell it out
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So nobody can twist what i’m talking about
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I don’t have to fake anything i feel
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Because we both know every word is real
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Bitch
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(2X)
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It’s like a triple-staged darkness, listen and drift
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Every muscle in your skin starts to shake and shift
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You can hate the gift, but my phrases daze your click
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Spray your when i spit, i mean it
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You’re just too conceited, repeating and repeating
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You’re a thugged out gangster pimp ‘til you believe it
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Seems like there’s too much pack, we don’t need it
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I’m cool on your heat, you can keep it
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It’s not a big secret, this is a game you can’t win
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You’re singing the same thing, but we’re bringing the answer
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Just close your eyes and pretend again that your skin
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Isn’t as thin as the skin you’re in, bitch
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CHORUS)
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Spell It Out
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| Fort Minor |
