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Feel like I got enemies
I can see them creeping lurking through the darkness of the night
I can sense their energy
Permeating every little corner of my mind

There’s a fickle line between their love and hate
They been dying just to know the way it taste
To be beautiful and on top of the game Keep on trying but you’ll never be the same

I’m milk and hon-ey
Got that recipe
A work of art (damn)
I’m that masterpiece
And if you want (babe)
I got what you need
Highest pedigree
Finest quality

I can feel your eyes on me
Tearing at my edges as they’re picking me apart
You can call it jealousy
My face is a bulls-eye and your finger is the dart Pre- Chorus
There’s a fickle line between their love and hate
They been dying just to know the way it taste
To be beautiful and on top of the game
Keep on trying but you’ll never be the same

I’m milk and hon-ey
Got that recipe
A work of art (damn)
I’m that masterpiece
And if you want (babe)
I got what you need
Highest pedigree
Finest quality