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Cuando atienda la luz que me llama (Que me llama)
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I have nothing to lose (Camino hacia la luz, ma, camino, camino hacia la luz, ma)
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Yeah, the mountain's sad so the mountain cry
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Don't lose yourself
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If you don't stop now, then you're never gonna be done
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Ah, the mountain, it is high
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Yeah, the mountain's sad so the mountain cry
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Tin god, the braided day
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But the mountain stays on still
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Don't lose yourself
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If you don't stop now, then you're never gonna be done
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Living under your gilded sun
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On the mountain
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(Hahahahaha)
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And killers need to be swangin' and still I reach ya
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Y'all aren't ready for death until I showed up
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Hold breath until you blow the one set my niggas throw up
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How many times I gotta prove y'all not to test me?
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This Uz' can be deadly, slugs move through your chest piece
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It's all reality, beefin' with your blocks
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Pits in the principal, my pistol won't miss you all
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A pathetic taste, a shroom-head that murder fairies
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