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Y2K6 (OG)

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V6

Bring the heat Want the cold What's the beef? Told you to do the old fold bro. Sold out the lot of the bold mold Control the jolt that made you too golden to go home Hold on to me completely, then I might be able to see that I'm the freak. After all, it's just another grave to drape the curtain over belief. Scream your peace at me, and make a man out of the weeds. Say the claim wasn't yours to pace Fake the blame, shame you looked my way. Fame tamed the game So fucking lame, just another listless fucking day. Maybe, it was too gray for what you made for my weak ass plate. But Honey, hate this anyways. Tried to change, then thought about how your face, never changed. Guess I'll start another game in pain, as the main character. The dirt, never tasted so sweet to me. I wont believe you, even if you believe in me. I'm truly sorry. I'm the fucked one. You're the lucky sum that burned out my sun, just for a little bit of harmless fun.