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Try to pull me down

You'll taste the fucking ground

No-one ever said we had to see eye to eye

It's not a fucking crime if I enter you line of sight

But now you're wasting all your energy on me

Don't hold your tongue, let it speak

Watching like a vulture

Frothing at the mouth

As I do what I've done since day fucking one

So get a fucking hobby

Stay out of mine

Try to pull me down

You'll taste the fucking ground

How you manage to balance your identity

With all the ways you act is a mystery to me

Hypocrisy is all I perceive

Makes fucking sense when you're confused by honesty

You can't kill me

You can't even get close

History repeats if you let it

When you're dead and in your grave, I'll forget it

If respect ain't been earned, I won't give it

Put it in your group chat while I live it

Stuck in a past that isn't yours

The arrogance it fills you with is false

So bunch your fists and tighten up your jaw

Cos no-one is around you anymore

Try to pull me down

Down

You keep using words as if you don't know what they mean

Using social justice like it's a protective screen

Undermine the minds you quote and bastardise their speech

Riding on the backs of giants, swollen like a fucking leech

Who are you to tell me about the ranks I keep

When you can't see your friends are being fucking scumbags?

You're begging for a toe tag