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I'm a livewire
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Livewire
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Livewire
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Livewire
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(Verse)
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Target practice, ain't no bitch
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I'm in it for the stretch
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I throw them bullets at you like we playing
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Pitch and catch
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Your dog until I cock my shit and tell that bitch to fetch
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This ain't a three elities, only need a triple threat
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I'm guaranteed to win, I guarantee cause I'm the best
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No apologies, apologizing is regrets
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What are you, a spec? I got a family to protect
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In Canada, you knock someone for staring at your checks
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You showing disrespect, you rolling with another set
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I put you in it, I can take you out, so don't forget
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You ain't a G to me
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You just a hoe without a dress
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You said you was gonna kill me
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Bitch I'm here at your request
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I don't rest I'mma
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(Hook)
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(Verse)
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I'm Martin Luther King, bitch, I got a dream
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But I don't turn a cheek, I empty out the magazine
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I see you muscle niggas see these hoes and love to flex
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Put up a fist to fight, throw a punch and you a X
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I see yo brother buffing with you too, he be next
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Tell the hoes that you a stunt, till they say that they connect
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Come to my dresser, get a cardiac arrest
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And I don't send a message, I get that bitches direct
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If you owe me some, nigga, better pay when I collect
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You don't have it, bring a broom with you cause it's gon' be a mess
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Kill a nigga, live a lil', that's what I profess
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Lately I ain't sleeping weeks, I got them thinking I'm possessed
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I don't rest
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(Hook)
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Livewire
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| Juvenile |
