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[Verse] I got all day so just brace yourself It's some pre-ordained fate, gotta face yourself I mean erase yourself You don't exist, I mean shit The gist is this connectedness Be affectionate, pay attention intentions invention The mother of obsession, or is it necessity? We blessed to be even alive at a time of time of impressive feats But it's best to be pessimistic, I guess that's sick Middle-aged and just miffed, I missed it, turn holistic Help with the self-doubt and meltdowns "To Hell" Quasi yells from the bell tow- But we doing well now, beats got you held down Seats 'bout to sell when we show up in your little town or your big city Don't matter, we get busy Peace to my people out in Philly, DC and Maryland Weed in the caravan Clear out your ears, all my peers call me Claritin And a real American, whatever that means I got better instead of selling to delicate teens Intelligent schemes embellishing dreams of independence Together is what everyone needs, please (Ha-ha)
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- Asher Roth