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bored of same old me
And real talk for just one second
I still got that smug-fuck passion
Of a kid brought up-by records
MCs' art, spun rhymes backwards

I know what makes god cry
And mothers mourn 
For the son they’ve born
Every second ticks away from my life 
And i grow colder
I fucking hate it 
21

And when the sentence you'll be forgotten by everyone
But even before my brothers first or second arrest
My life was always like that whenever he left
No one

the only direction, the pace by your suggestion
In cruise mode, chilling in forest with a toad
Who slept with some princess cos she was stoned I was told

its storms like any other
Blanket holes
Ripped jeans
She got to wondering what it all means
Thinking about her mother
Sleep each night by the Pacific

Medusa, your days are numbered
Now that I have your head I will feed your body to vultures
I’m a bomb I’m a threat to my kind and mankind
Cos I’m nuclear,

need for a toll
Death has now become humanity's role

The giants stand before me, and I draw my last breath.
The simple life I knew ended that day with

feel bad but I feel great

I feel insane my brain is offline
I feel no pain I mean all the time
We having fun, me and my day one
My brother from another

holding
Warning to the dope game intruder now I know the pain over a dope shooter
Living life lessons fuck the tutor
Mothers nightmare started from a sons

Thought not, so keep ya lips closed and ears open mother-

Yeah, yeah, unh
Trunks pop tops drop we boutta floss up the block
Straight to the point the light

fake at the end of the day
I can tell that he was a snake by the shit he say that shit so fake
They all like to gossip and hate on a nigga whenever they

closer every day
They dont waste a second to continue virus plan
Once my Mother told me: dont listen to the crowd
Listen to Your heart supported by Your

Piece of shit
Get ya mans folded
Go toe to toe
And I'll wear steal toe'ers
Bitch I don't fight fair
I'm what you day dream to be
But confronted
I'm your

Oohahhh, yeah
401 West grace days, I miss 'em mad
What hurts the most is we can't get 'em back
Gotta look ahead, leave the past in the past
Shit

going to heaven shit I'm living in sin
Even if I'm solo shit I ain't getting in
If there's a second on the clock I shoot the rock for the win
Hold

can speak//

Second verse:
Where was you on them days as dark as Duffy duck// Y'all couldn't buckle up// Thought you gonna ride... Nah// Just a bunch

often flew me closer to the Atlantic
And my relationship with Leslie as mother lacks the step
So I'm grateful for two families I get love and respect
But

enough for me!

I had my first cookie in the second grade
By 3rd I ate a pack a day
Now I got myself my own Keebler Elf
Cause I can put a whole gross away

for a rush!

-gotta be a beast but I'm lacking time
-gotta be the king but I'm acting high
-gotta be deep but I'm passing by
-now all I see is flashing

a mask? Life is
Crazy, and it rarely make sense, plus my patience wanin’
I will never fade, by the way. I just stay up waiting
Praying for the way, where

I was kicking up sand and putting blood in the dirt 
Talking shit bout the sun so my tongue a bit burnt 
Never thought for a second that's why I

scout
One was in therapy I think three should have been
Two were teachers one was a mother
For one I was the second one for one just one another

I recall

you spare a second thought? 
For the trembling plastic surgeon 
In the empty parking lot 
When did I become a tyrant? 
Grand oppressor of the real 
Now

never going to heaven
Forever cursed
I be sinning by the second
With every Verse
Ima call you out ya bullshit 
It works out all you niggas get a full clip