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«beat me, hate me

you can never break me

will me, thrill me

you can never kill me

jew me, sue me

everybody do me

kick me, kike me

don’t you black or white me»

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head up, no cap, ain't bowin' to no fakes, fam,

All that pressure on my back? Nah, I shook that weight.

They sellin' pipe dreams while feedin' us the fear,

But I see through the haze, it's all Gucci here.

Same ol' story, different drip, still the same damn fight,

Tryna kill our vibe, but we too lit, day and night.

From the block to the top, yeah, we takin' flight,