Robin Hood

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I'm a King to the pawn

Living a life where I do not belong

Spreading of hate, dropping their bombs

They will debate, but I don't respond

At midnight I scheme

Nobody knows the plan but me and my dreams

Creeping up, not making a sound

Silence is golden and I have the crown

I'm performing Inception, and selling out broadway

Tossed in combustion, feeling like sautee

Drug dealers want to grill my future

I guess you could say the steaks are high

Nowadays everybody is a shooter 

But no one could ever steal my shine

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