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Young The Giant Your Side

I'm still here You're in the right Everybody knows I tried You tried Your eyes open up Inside your fine Tell me your in charge Back like the old days Tell me your

I'm still here You're in the right Everybody knows I tried You tried Your eyes open up Inside your fine Tell me your in charge Back like the old days Tell me your

ain't stopping till my clip is empty I'm simply not that nigga you should try your luck with, fuck with Hollow-tip shells struck with your bones broke Gun smoking, still locing, what nigga Lay your

Suicidal thoughts lurk fuckin' no end to revenge Fuck any, my alias Mussolini They call me Idi, from the side of seedy Young nigga greedy, so I'm runnin

ain't stopping till my clip is empty I'm simply not that nigga you should try your luck with Fuck with, hollow-tip shells struck with your bones broke Gun smoking, still locing, what nigga Lay your

to collide While passengers sleep thinking God's on their side Terra Titanic you're lost to the sea S.O.S. if you can Straight ahead lies your destiny

ain't stopping till my clip is empty I'm simply not that nigga you should try your luck with Fuck with, hollow-tip shells struck with your bones broke Gun smoking, still locing, what nigga Lay your

like a mime and let the chance pass by Back of my mind, he could change your life With all these beats I did, at least let him hear At least you can brag to your

' Till my clip is empty, I'm simply Not that nigga you should try your luck with, or fuck with Hollow-tip shells struck you with your bones broken, gun smokin', still locin' what nigga, lay your