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[Chorus] Like one sitting in a love seat Life is lonely and incomplete Like one sitting in a love seat Life is lonely and incomplete [Guilty Simpson] Yeah, this rough rap’s a hub cat In my entire, I pop off, with a better handle than hot sauce I get them clipped like a mob boss, the rap villain I get it cracking with a 5th of Henny black chillin I get in action when I sprinkle in the back feeling And get a match and light it up and make a rap killing I’m back dealing, a daily dose of the dope that they crave the most I’m that different Something new I’m the vision you see when you coming through I’m the obstacle you dream of running through Can’t do it, you fuck up cruise and toast booze So I hold the 4, like a cow’s potato with a house full of yayo Protect my dope at all cost The price of your doubt is failure [Chorus] Like one sitting in a love seat Life is lonely and incomplete Like one sitting in a love seat Life is lonely and incomplete [Torae] My rap’s rap wrap is the fuck up and set off rage In this whole rap is fire, y’all just lit off astrays Spit bodies, spit homy, should I spit on stage This the realest shit your iPod said all day You said my name address me as one of the best And if you said it sideways, you get one in your chest I’m a homicidal nigga with verses spitting and writing and hearsing You play my shit in reverse, you can hear who I worship The god of the paws, be a new jacker veteran Only my niggas is niggas that I embedded in My late nights got the hype of David Letterman While you guys still hide in the same closet they sexed you in All I ever been is just what you get They ask how I feel to big, I tell them question my dick I’m the answer and the problem if the question is this Who the nicest motherfucker to spit, it’s torae nigga [Chorus] Like one sitting in a love seat Life is lonely and incomplete Like one sitting in a love seat Life is lonely and incomplete