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I own the night...the heat's my receipt.
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In time, you'll see a thin line between friend and rival.
Ka
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I had started to wonder if maybe my life wouldn't always hold so much pain if I could just find the courage to let it go.
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You named them: hustlers, killers, fiends, ex-cons.
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You really only think with one part of your anatomy don't you?
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We ain't speak, clicking heat is our Morse code.
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A simple right or left can mean life or death,
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I'm a cold winter morning, y'all Summer's Eve.
Ka
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Took a vow to protect and serve,
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While the past is the past, it often affects our decisions later on in life.
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Once you find your lane, you can't cruise;
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Up against Goliath, to bring butter home.
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I'm pain in the spoken form;
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I play chess, but my past is checkered,
Ka