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is gone and left forever
Came up as a youngster, fucking with this rap shit
Money on my mind, I don't wanna have to clap shit
I see it in my dreams,
stampeded by the wildabeast
A rap dast' plus tracks black like Chow Yun Fat
Oppositional forces get their eardrums flat
Common denominator, I swing the mic
Chevys riding by
Rims high
Touch the sky
I was taught to lie
And yeah, keep alibis
Struggle to adapt
That's facts
I wonder why
They say rap's like
with these demons
Right here by my side
If I make it out
I aint leaving without you
Changing up my life
Got me feeling like a fool
I don't know what I
Graduated Hard Knocks
No need for a diploma
By then so called friends
Were turning on the fam
To go against your brother man
I didn't understand
So I changed
a steady rotation the cost of keeping them around went up like gas prices in a recession They ask me will a make a mill from rap Will I make it passed all
handicaps and made it here without one
On my last album I was going insane
I still am just by now I've gotten used to the pain
Take more green to my head
Everything i spit straight fire
I'm above you like a hang glider
Go crazier than a live wire
I get everything i desire
I'm a princess and I never
worry about
What's up a girls skirt
You can't have a secret love because
You got a big mouth
You go run and tell your boys
How you laid her out
I think
they ass to the sky, gettin' stuck by
The devil in drag, let's see who play the fag
Will you wannabe G's please have a seat
Here we go again, nigga
well!
here's the thing
I'm not sure I'm interesting
enough
I just like to rap fast and pretend, that I'm like Eminem
cause It gives me a rush
-then I go
that’s not a paradox
I was in a pair of socks doing ergot with that pale thot
You got your makeup hair and nails by
So roll up that L and right when you
leviathan
Boomerang with the raps
Hits booming back to back
If you sleeping on me
You go die in your nap
Or get worked up
With a smack
I'm on my Oscar shit
it all again, huh, stuff would be changed
Comin' up as a kid, I wanted to be a man, so I packed all my stuff and I up and ran
I ain't got no money
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Yeah I keep writing
And either way this goes
Just hope you feel enlightened
By how My story unfolds
Or maybe it's just how the storys
break up.
I just suppose she fucking around with some other guy.
My homies wanna go and kick it, maybe some other time.
I'm dead broke and gotta work
'Cause I'm puttin' lead in yo' motherfuckin' ass
Here I come, I'm outta jail, fresh in the air
Nigga need a come up, so nigga didn't care
So let me
was is a mishap, I fire up the gat like a lit match
Retire up the whip like a quick patch, i'mma be known for my quip raps
I said but that's when I get
to sip through a straw
Walk up to his casket nigga laughing, put a slug up in his jacket
Tell him if I ever see him again even if it's hell, I think
that shit won't fade away
Like nba don't go nowhere without my 38
And I could never trust a hoe they always go astray
I put my all into this rap just
manners, let me take your coats
I hope you're hungry for some flavorful quotes
Which I whipped up myself, I'm really hopin that you like it
I call it
chest without no injection
Onefour we've been puttin' in work, since knee high, them days on the curb
Now I'm proud to say to this day forward that
Mcs na who you be trying to contest with me
When am on the M i c dema go be in the remedies say that can go and I go on and on
And I can keep the party
won't let go of a flow smooth suavacito
And to you rappers who say I can't rap
I'm passin you up with the quickness
Cause you're on my shitlist
You see I
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