| What, are you scared of me? |
| That’s embarrassing
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| If it wasn’t for me, you would’ve never wrote Therapy
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| I’ve been here for you, but how come you’re never there for me?
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| It’s a little bit twisted, but I miss when you and I had scary dreams
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| (I don’t really wanna talk about it)
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| Well, that’s too bad now, Nate, shut up
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| Now where were we?
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| Way back in the day when
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| You and I had it all mapped out in the basement
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| Cryin' in your room like a baby
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| («I wish mom was here»)
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| We all do so we wouldn’t have to hear about it
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| Every single record you don’t really wanna change me
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| Yeah, I’m the one that made this happen
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| Do you really wanna get rid of your main attraction?
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| Let’s pack our bags and go back to Gladwin now
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| Yeah, it’s time for the third record
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| And you know I got the content
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| I don’t wanna make you nervous
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| But it ain’t like it used to be
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| We got a lotta people watchin'
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| You told me that you don’t want me in your life, that’s pretty hard to digest
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| And I told you I’d leave when we die
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| And we ain’t died yet
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| Therapy Session was beautiful, Nate, but I’m wonderin' what’s comin' next
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| Yeah, get that stupid hat off of your head when I’m talkin' to you,
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| you hear what I said?
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| You don’t like the prison I built you?
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| Yeah, you wanna know what the funny thing is?
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| You keep on talkin' to me like a stranger, but we’ve been together since you
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| were a kid
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| Took us from a no-name
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| Told you everything was okay
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| Now you tryna cut me out of it like I ain’t never been a part of it
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| I am the heart of it, I made this whole thing
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| Yeah, I put us on the dope stage
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| You must have no brain
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| What’s the point of having guns if you can’t aim?
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| What’s the point of having blood with no veins?
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| What’s the point of having love with no pain?
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| What I’m sayin' is, me without you doesn’t make any sense
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| I know I’m intense and controlling, but you need to learn how to cope with it
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| That’s just the way that it is
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| If you didn’t want me to live in your house, you shouldn’t have let me move in
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| It’s comfortable in here and I like it, I got my own room and everything
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| It don’t get better than this
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| You say you wanna own your life, then wake up and take your own advice
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| You just mad 'cause you know I’m right
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| Yeah, I’m flattered you put me in Mansion, but you should’ve told 'em right
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| Hold your hands on the coldest nights
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| You didn’t tell 'em 'bout the times you and I used to hold the mic
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| I mean, what are you, outta your mind?
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| 'Cause both of us will be, come on, let’s go outside
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| Is this what you wanted?
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| Both of us out in the open? |
| Let’s do it then
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| I mean, why are you doin' this?
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| I know that you’re mad, but I’m not in the mood for this
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| We got a record to drop
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| So why you actin' like I’m not a part of it?
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| (And where is my shovel at?)
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| Prolly out back where it always is
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| You can’t get rid of all of me
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| I’m the reason why
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| (Nah, shut up, I don’t wanna hear another sentence)
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| Hey, I’m NF
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| «Is it me or the fear talkin'?»
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| Ha, What a dumb question
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| Yeah, it’s real music 'til the day we die, right? |
| (Yeah) Ain’t that the slogan,
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| Nathan?
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| (Thought I told you to keep your mouth shut)
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| I mean, so what? |
| You know I never listen
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| Let me guess
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| We gon' dig a hole, kill the track, and prolly put a beat in it
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| Rap about it for like three minutes
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| Ayy, that’s pretty deep, isn’t it?
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| Wait a minute, you don’t really think for a second that you’re puttin' me in
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| this?
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| (No, of course not, just a lil' deeper then we’ll go inside and we can stop
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| diggin')
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| Woo
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| You had me scared for a second, I thought we were diggin' my grave
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| We did, what, you don’t like bein' afraid?
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| Here’s a dose of your own medicine
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| What, you don’t like how it tastes?
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| My therapist told me don’t bury my issues, but I’ma be honest, man,
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| I’m feelin' great
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| I think it’s only right we go back to where you were created
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| I wrote a song for Johnny without you, but he ain’t gon' like it,
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| let’s see how he takes it
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| He prolly don’t even remember us, does he?
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| I wish I was burying anger, but both of us know I’ma need him for that song
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| He still lives in the basement
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| Almost done, shoulda done this a year ago
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| I don’t know why I waited
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| You know how I get it, I put everything off in my personal life,
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| you hear what I’m sayin'?
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| That was a joke
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| Yeah, it’s hilarious, ain’t it?
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| You’ll spend the rest of your life in my backyard or back of my mind,
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| depends how you see it
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| Put the shovel away, time to go back in the house now, you’ll be out in a week
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| Tellin' me you want your room back, that’s funny, what, you ain’t got nowhere
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| to sleep?
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| I’ma just look out the window and laugh at you, this is crazy to me
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| 'Cause I thought you had me in prison this whole time, but I’m the one holdin'
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| the keys |