[Intro: London Community Gospel Choir, bearface]
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I gotta get that bag
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It's a thug life, it's a thug life
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I gotta get that bag (run, sha-na-na-na-na-sha-ah)
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It's a thug life (la-da-da-da)
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It's a thug life (it's a, oh-uh-oh)
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Ooh-ah (sha-na-na-na-na-na-sha-ah)
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La-da-da-da (it's a' ooh-uh-oh)
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Ooh-ah
[Verse 1: bearface]
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Try to treat man like baby
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Feel the teeth sink in like rabies
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Boy you know you don't look fly
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Dem gold chains turn your neck green, bye
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[Verse 2: Dom McLennon]
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It's different reconciling with skeletons I ain't know that I possessed
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I sought perfection out in ways I no longer accept
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I understand what I neglect in times when I obsess
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I'm learning to confess, this fate is harder to digest
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The biggest threat I'm up against is who I face in my reflection
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Depression still an uninvited guest, I'm always accepting
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Can't help but meet the feeling with a familiar embrace
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When I know that it'll kill me if I give into my brain
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I see the shadows inside, they ten feet tall with no eyes
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They put my head in the water and it's so beautiful under
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The sun reflecting off the corals, colors I can't describe
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To make the darkness divine
[Outro: bearface]
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Sha-na-na-na-na-sha-ah
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(La-da-da-da) It's a, oh-uh-oh
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Ooh-ah
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Sha-na-na-na-na-sha-ah
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(La-da-da-da) It's a, oh-uh-oh
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Ooh-ah
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Sha-na-na-na-na-sha-ah