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p.i.v.o.t. - the devil on my right shoulder lyrics

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are you reckless
are you ready to get messy
are you ballin like messi
does your ink bleed
cause you 1990 like in sync
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hold up, can i get my flow back
its in my soul like toe tag
i got 808 you can’t relate my boom bap
this for the woman for the man
from high cl-ss to blue collar to food stamps seen all of them doin heroin they ballin they shoot that
get yo brick back, cook crack then sell that
flip a ten then you gettin rich they got the bands and melt that
can you tell that
skewed thoughts of a fiend served to me by government
they control the tree
they control the lean
they control the fiends
they call it the trap for reason
to escape get lucid
control the dreams
release dopamine
call medallin
glock at your thanksgiving center piece
protect yo mcnugget 10 piece
bank full of yeast
ain’t no plea, just a shot for stepped on shoes out east
at least you can spread you wings
but only through trap, rap, nba, or nfl
all things you can tell controlled by the white mans belt
all in all f-ck what i felt my siblings out here goin through h-ll
dodging bullets, tryna not get k!lled
they gunshots they gotta sound trill
notice how perspectives switch
ignorance got my fingers itchin, got my fist tempted
might get arrested to teach you a lesson
is it wrong to not take advantage cause my brethren would get a life sentence?
in school i’m a past tense rocky i’m tested
not even treated sentient
listen to my sentences
not my grammar
im not a scholar
but i know you got the message

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are you reckless
are you ready to get messy
are you ballin like messi
does your ink bleed
cause you 1990 like in sync
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this the last 15
ima go in
i keep flowing
home alone at last i was smokin
macaulay culkin
my heart frozen
now third eye feel real open
like indian
callin some folks indian but they native american
the cops just stare at em
gotta love america

- p i v o t lyrics

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