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In a moment we will find out if I'm prepared to vanquish my past
We really only grow once we conquer our phantoms, wouldn't you say?
I buried, I buried, I buried, I buried
My past behind all of these bottles
Threw a couple chicas up in my system, now I feel like I hit the lotto
Clock of gelato, clock full of hollow
Bitch nigga, now who wanna follow?
Nickel plate on your taco
Now look at you, down there, bout to meet the homie Diablo
I'm just due on my team, bleeding the scene
Chains on me like Mr. T
You address me as King Gore
Rock, broadcast it on TV
Won't nobody fuck with Merc, I ride for eggs
Did a lot of dirty work to see a rise in check
Artillery Central, 9's in tech
If you're feeling up next
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
I'm happy to see you again
Jean Polnareff Fascinating how the past can wriggle its way back No
Matter how many pieces I might cut it up Daylight do you look wrong
Look in the mirror with all
Tryna use my past against me
But that ain't gonna work
I think of the past, I think of the past
Picture myself in the hourglass
Close my time, I thought it was right
Fuckin' the things in my past
Soon I know I get but gets me
Tellin' the truth
They don't get it
Sitting on the edge of a new century
Where generations clash
This Pandora's box has been like Noah
Operation
New Awaken
Confronted my past with the task
Of gaining some closure
Wasted time, energy
Almost all I had on fuckin' poses
There's no closing the door on me now
Bitch, now you unlock some forces from the underground
CUT!
Burn you took it still for your dip There nothing my
Powers can overcome Enjoy the ride while you can dear
Jornu I coming to crush your skull properly this time
I'm straight ordained