Deaf

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[Verse] Real grind set, practice a real mindset I can't act like I'm deaf, I hear your footsteps I know what you're planning, so I can't let you get ahead Execute the mission, leave with your severed head Always stay paranoid, can't put nothing past nobody 'Cause the people you put on be the ones who be plotting I got eyes in my back of my head, you ain't trying to look at them 'Cause if you really do, then you'll realize how quick things switch No bitch, I'll put the fear of God in you, ho' Hell, that's somеwhere you don't want to go Do we rеally just live one damn life? Get visions from people but they aren't mine Get visions from a different time, only experience them in the night In the dark, all alone with your thoughts, that's the most dangerous spot You hate yourself more than anyone else does Your own self judgment is why you shrivel up War crimes are just part of the game Sick men find sick ways to be entertained Everyone will have their expiration date, just try to make my own delayed I got a lot of things left to create, I got a lot of things left for me to say I find a lot of things to be very strange Like the version of events that we are played I sometimes wonder if things happened as they say Or if there's more things going on at play We'll never know, so what's the point? Conspiracy is a free time of the unemployed I got to work on the present to enable my future It's mad funny how I work from a computer [Slowed] Real grind set, practice a real mindset I can't act like I'm deaf, I hear your footsteps I know what you're planning, so I can't let you get ahead Execute the mission, leave with your severed head Always stay paranoid, can't put nothing past nobody 'Cause the people you put on be the ones who be plotting I got eyes in my back of my head, you ain't trying to look at them 'Cause if you really do, then you'll realize how quick things switch No bitch, I'll put the fear of God in you, ho' Hell, that's somewhere you don't want to go Do we really just live one damn life? Get visions from people but they aren't mine Get visions from a different time, only experience them in the night In the dark, all alone with your thoughts, that's the most dangerous spot You hate yourself more than anyone else does Your own self judgment is why you shrivel up War crimes are just part of the game Sick men find sick ways to be entertained Everyone will have their expiration date, just try to make my own delayed I got a lot of things left to create, I got a lot of things left for me to say I find a lot of things to be very strange Like the version of events that we are played I sometimes wonder if things happened as they say Or if there's more things going on at play We'll never know, so what's the point? Conspiracy is a free time of the unemployed I got to work on the present to enable my future It's mad funny how I work from a computer
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- Sunshine Christo