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By a seeming fate, commonly called necessity, they are employed
As it says in an old book, laying up treasures, which moth and rust corrupt, and thieves break through and steal
H-O-P-E, better than some gold teeth. In me, I could be living in the Maldives
Outside hell hole, cockroaches, bed low. Mentality means more on the deadlocs
Two stones and these words got loopholes. Fruit grows when you standing on it ten toes
Tombstones, rock piles when the room's cold. And narcissistic tendencies is when you sell souls
And narcissistic tendencies is when you sell souls
And narcissistic tendencies is when you sell souls
And narcissistic tendencies is when you sell souls
And narcissistic tendencies is when you sell souls
All eyes on me, you ain't Pac
Last sound he must've heard was pop. Last sound he must've heard was God
H-O-P-E, better than some gold teeth
H-O-P-E, better than some gold teeth. In me, I could be living in the Maldives
Outside hell, hole, cockroaches, bed low. Mentality means more on the deadlocs
On the deadlocs, mentality means more on the deadlocs
On the deadlocs, mentality means more on the deadlocs
H-O-P-E, better than some gold teeth. In me, I could be living in the Maldives
Outside hell, hole, cockroaches, bed low. Mentality means more on the deadlocs