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All these decisions
Jammed down my throat
Like my own will missing
As a young kid, knew they I will Farrell
And if your will, will enough, you will succeed
By now I'm just rapping
Put words together like your whole team matching
Brother we way past fashion
Saw blood diamonds in 06
Since then now flashing
That's a lie I can stand for
Drug dealers and Art majors from Stanford
My social circle out of this world
Wierdoes and heroes
I mirror my world