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All these mother fuckers pick my brain trying to get in to my head.
All these mother fuckers pressin' me, I wish they'd breathe their last breath.
Please run it past your brain before you're mouths fixin' to spit out some shit.
You don't know what I've been through and I don't wanna talk about it.
I don't wanna talk about it.
All you mother fuckers keep picking, you'll never get inside my head.
All these mother fuckers pressin' me, I wish they'd breathe their last breath.
Please run it past your brain before you're mouths fixin' to spit out some shit.
You don't know what I've been through and I don't wanna talk about it.
You don't know what I've been through and I don't wanna talk about it.
You don't know what I've been through and I don't wanna talk about it.
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