I think people forget Lil b is a Bay Area rapper.
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I think people forget Lil b is a Bay Area rapper.
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Redeeming yourself
It isn't that easy
Feeling good about your health
Bad habits really don't help
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Because in my mind its a battle
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Suspended in a state of being completely inept
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This is no theoretical concept
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Redeem yourselfÂ
Save your soul as if you're the son of men
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You left me in public but i felt so alone
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Speak discreetlyÂ
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You start running and i grab you by your hair
At the strike of twelve I find my destiny
Merge into the void and accept the penaltyÂ
Hold your own ground
I'm done feeding you
and through all of this i've found that when you can't breathe, there are people there, to breathe for you
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