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I got plenty of blessings I got plenty of stresses I got plenty of pressing issues that's in my direction I got respect I ain't getting My angels ain't some to mess with You either leave or accept it You better come and correct it Don't want a seat at the table I wanna burn that shit down All with the rest of that bitch, the kitchen, the bedrooms, the lounge It's profound The realisation that they can't get you down And that hidden beneath them ashes is one hell of crown.