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Yo Pops
My name is Fozter
I started going out y'know, getting shows
Like back to back to back y'know, I'm now on a roll
Started getting dough, and those that never helped me for once happened to know Y'know
So they told me
Wow, Nnamdi I heard you're now getting loud, going out for shows
But I think you should stay in the house and read your books so you'll succeed
And give up on that music thing and don't be going out and about

So I said

How in the hell am I supposed to be indoors all day and still get the bag? (the bag)
Study for two and I'll give up my whole life to school and then still get the bag
Go graduate, and start working for some  individual, I'd rather f*ck me
And my employment's not even ensured because thunder has fired this country
I've never done this for money, but I'm painting my face to look like a clown
If I am believing naively, that all men will support me cuz of my sound
Shit. Shit, I got fans. That's not a lie, shit, I cannot deny
That I really got mad people that gon jump if I say jump
I know that they gave me their lives
They're nodding their heads to the words that I've said
Because they realized that I cannot tell lies
Now I can't even give up if I wanted to for me to survive they still sacrifice
I still sacrifice, I tell you some shit that I've been through, you go wipe your eyes
It's shattered my heart like a mosaic so I cannot have the piece I dy find
I've
Trekked to a show for an hour across kilometers cuz I no get bag
Flex is a no no cuz our account fit no reach am but I no dy sad
Stood outside the gate in the rain cuz I no get gate fee and I was supposed to perform
But fuckers that ain't done nothing in my life go dy tell me the shit 
I should put in my song

Fred
Remember that show that we went to with Clinton and Vincent that I been dy hype
I'm not gonna mention the name but I did everything that they sought 
And I brought all my guys
And we all paid the gate fees, yet they would not let me in even though
I was a performing act
And I never perform intoxicated so I stayed sober, to perform was left for me na

Needless to say they ain't gimme a chance to rap, it bothered me fiercely 
But with the place I'm at, it cannot vex me, no it doesn't affect me
I had a chick tell me that I dy keep things for heart and I'm too unforgiving
But in the same vein everyone that's done me right rejoices
Too bad that y'all was against me

Angry by instinct, 
Still on a roll, but I stand like a lynchpin
On my guard like a kingsman 
Still I be kinging, on God I dy keep things
Apollo with these lyrics as I'm taming the sun and I burn up the districts
You see one of the things still on my wishlist is to destroy all resistance!
Tasting the pie as I'm baking it, eating my cake whereas I clearly have it
I'm having a super successful year and I fear it's become a yearly habit
You get what you give, and it's gotten me to the conclusion my music was garbage
But suddenly after performing they asked for my account number 
And they asked me to manage 

How in the hell am I gonna be losing my years in one place like a bastard
Became a mockery among my peers because they know I love rapping bad bad
Momma said forget the music, just finish your schooling and go do your masters
I swear you're funny mumsy, but my passion right now is requiring THAT BAG
Shout to Bagsy, you get it,
The things you've been doing go loud and you'll hear it
Hey Momma, i get your reasoning I swear it
But I'd rather be content than to regret it
It don't mean that school is bad but then again it
Don't profit me, at this point what am I gaining? 
Because I've gone way past the knowledge that's basic
And everything now is just coming in vain
In a minute I'm finna rely on my instinct
It fills me with villainy, till I'm indistinct 
And inseparable from the demons in this pen
In engineering but I study linguistics
I gave em my lyrics, they shut up and listened 
So they can go home and practice it to lipsynch
I put on an outfit just so I can fit in
I'm antisocial, strange and antagonistic

A bit of a content spitter
From the onset, so they wanna unfriend me na
(Nonsense!)
Nobody can contend, feral, words eternally the best, literal
One-third Eminem, one-third MI, one-third Kendrick and I'm wanted dead I'm 
Not even afraid cuz I'm undead nigga, no be contest, I still go dy pump chest, GET OUT
Always on the move Mehn I've been cutting off a lot of slackers
On the road this shit be getting lonely, thought it's not a fact
But after the life that I been living here, no more autopilot
Gotta take control of what I'm moving or I'm gonna crash
They tell me focus on the music, after I go ball you cash
I listened like a mugu and as such i lost a couple years
And time it waits for no one so I oughta make up for the years
By putting in a thousand over hundred on your fucking ears!

How in the hell am I supposed to explain to my kids I did what I didn't love
How am I supposed to be happy if I'm suppressing the things I've been thinking of
How can I be successful if I'm not satisfied and I end up unhappy
I'm incomplete so how should I express the feelings I have if I'm not rapping
I wasn't given the ability to express anything but my anger
I had to learn all the rest of my emotions with the time I spent around fam
And people I trusted went to my kitchen then stabbed me in the back with my own knife
I put it in music, cuz rapping has been my Outlet since I started my whole life
How in the hell are you gonna listen to my shit and I'm not in the list
The greatest to be, the greatest upcoming, Optimus Maximus, a beast
I've done all they did, I've done all they couldn't do, clearly my God is around 
So how will they tell me to give up the sound? I'm really wondering How

And yo, I've been spat on, y'know, I've been hated, it's nothing new
But never you disrespect my family
Never you disrespect my fans
Never you disrespect anyone that shouts my name at the corners of streets
Never you disrespect anyone who blasts my music
Never you disrespect anyone that depends on my words. Never you do that
And never fucking ever disrespect my craft
Yo Pops
My name is Fozter

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