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(Adam Levine)My life, my lifeMakes me wanna run awayThere's no place to goNo place to goAll the confusionIt's an illusion like a movieGot nowhere to goNowhere to run and hideNo matter how hard I try(50 Cent)Yeah, 03, I went from back filthy to filthy richMan, the emotions changeSo I can never trust a bitchI tried to help niggas get on,They turned around and spitRight in my face, so Game and Buck, both can suck a dickNow when you hear 'emIt may sound like it's some other shitCause I'm not writing anymore, they not making hitsI'm far from perfect, there's so many lessons I done learnedIf money is evil look at all the evil I done earnedI'm doing what I'm supposed to,I'm a writer, I'm a fighterEntrepeneur, fresh out the sewer, watch me manoeuverWhat's it to ya?The track I lace it, it's better than basicThis is my recovery, my comeback, kid(Adam Levine)My life, my lifeMakes me wanna run awayThere's no place to goNo place to goAll the confusionIt's an illusion like a movieGot nowhere to goNowhere to run and hideNo matter how hard I try(Eminem)While you were sipping your own kool-aidGetting your buzz heavyI was in the fucking sheds sharpening my macheteSipping some of of that revenge juice,Getting my taste buds readyTo whoop down this spaghetti,Or should I say this spaghett-even?I think you fucking meatballs keep on just forgettingThought he was finished, motherfucker,it's only the beginningHe's buggin' again, he's straight thuggin',Fuck who he's offendingHe'll rip your vocal chords outAnd have them bitches plugged in meMotherfucking wall with 3000 volts of electricityNow take the other end, dump themThen pluck them motherfuckersIn each one of your eyesockets cause I thoughtYou might finally fucking seeThat'll teach you to go voicingYour cocksuckin' opinion to meI done put my blood, my sweat and my tears in this shitFuck letting up,You're gonna end up regretting you ever betted against meFeels like I'mma snap any minute, yeah,It's happening againI'm thinking about the sameMother fuck everybody that's up in this bitch, but 50!Cause this is all I know, this is why so hard I goI swear to God I put my heart and soul into thisMore than anybody knowsI'm trapped, so all I do is rap,But everytime I rap I'm more trappedAnd I rap myself right into this bubble, oh oh,I guess it's bubble wrapThis is like a vicious cycle, my life's in a crisisChrist, how was I supposed to knowShit would turn up like it did?Feels like I'm going psycho againAnd I might just blow my lidShit,I almost wish that I would have never made Recovery, kidCause I'm running in circles with(Adam Levine)My life, my lifeMakes me wanna run awayThere's no place to goNo place to goAll the confusionIt's an illusion like a movieGot nowhere to goNowhere to run and hideNo matter how hard I try(50 Cent)I haven't been this fucking confused since I was a kidSold like 40 million records,People forgot what I didMaybe this is for me, maybeMaybe I'm supposed to go crazyMaybe I'll do it 3 AM in the morning like ShadyPsycho killer, Michael Myers,I'm on fire like a lighterTryna say the same classic,Get your ass kickedMan crook, wrap your head up in plasticPussy, now pick the casket, dirt nap with the maggotsIt's tragic, it's sad it'sNever gonna end, now we number one againWith that frown on your face, and your heart full of hateAccept it, respect itThis a gift God gave me like the air in the lungsAnd every fucking thing with it(Adam Levine)My life, my lifeMakes me wanna run awayThere's no place to goNo place to goAll the confusionIt's an illusion like a movieGot nowhere to goNowhere to run and hideNo matter how hard I try
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