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lesson
I'mma keep track, I ain't shackled no more
Tellin' me you got the face for it
You better brace for it
You better face forward
Don't stay at the base

"aw what the hell? 
I'll just have a couple then I'll head my ass back home"

I hit them swinging' doors about half past five
cnd by eight o clock that

path end up right, no cash
Back lash; taken by the rage when the verse starts (ay)
Look at me go, watching me flow
But how many rappers have done said

know they got reasons
Do you know the track's release,
Like its a certain disease
People are gonna go feast on this release, yeah
This track gon' be

one of one, more than they ever played with
One of one, they ever went with
Been so wavy baby so you're whippin' me (car)
I just play by the track, I

Last week, really was a fast week
Livin' life so fast like I was in a track meet
When she matched me, met her in the backseat
Pulled up to her crib,

ash this.
I'm doper than sprinkling heroin,
On fentanyl patches.
Nuttin on the track,
I never been wack,
My bars come straight out,
 My fucking nutsack,

from the back
On the plane with the P's, I just hope it get back
Bitch tired to run and I pulled out her tracks
Cartier frames , I can't see where I step

trophy...
Rhyme related
Never hated
Respected coast to coast
Tracks annihilate em
My Verbal tactics
Unexplainable like ghosts
White rapper
Casper
I break

but I feel I gained more
Headaches but you tell me let it go
And I feel I don't know where I'ma go
If I'm on the right track let me know

Start off by

to express my emotions on tracks that I know that my loved ones would hate
Chasing a feeling but never believing that this is the reason I say what I say
God

tracks so it won't be found, cause
You can't save me, no I don't wanna be saved

Felt your touch and a spark,
Loved it more than I thought
Could you make

dark
I'm a slave to the hand
Better eat when it's lunch time
Laugh at the punchline
Set my clock back
Lost track in untimely fashion
Home at 6 to unwind

Woah, I'm doin' this shit by my lone
I finish the set and then collect the check
And after I'm back on the road
I keep it silent, won't tell on my

soul and said I'm crazy
She smiled she said that she the same so she gon wait for me
We ran some wacky races fuelled by some ganja weed
We blew a couple

alien, I wipe my tracks
She miss me, I ain't coming back
I light my blunt and write a track and
Float off, I don't know where I'm at
She keep on creeping

did, no, you can't take it back
No matter how far I run, seems I get overlapped
So what I'ma do is leave my sadness on this track
Before I leave this

get left exhausted
Man I live on planet rhyme I be up here saucin
Raw bars they been raw need gordon Ramsay on a track
Bounce y'all like pin ball y'all

ruthless
Pass it to Lil Cay, shout out Double Take
Running up the bands, I'm just countin' every day

Yeah, DTB and RMG, we rippin' tracks without a fee

One take
One take track
Woah
But it wasn't one take
Crazy how
How quickly I'm comin' up with this
And I love the library's mics, by the way
Think I

rocks to pebbles
And leave them hanging by the tracks
I got seventeen raps in a clip
So put your hands up, cause it's all about love here
I got seventeen

READY, SET, GO!
(Music & Lyrics By Fyhr / Dornerus / Linde / Gadd / Älvsång / Roos)
STOP, YOU SAY THAT NOTHING EVER GETS YOUR WAY
READY, I CAN'T

308s make a nigga run track meet
I'm a real solid nigga if you gon' ask me
One perc' won't work
Nigga had to go and pop three
Niggas can't run

boy MaRz on this track just for fun
Watching for opps so I ride by with a stick
Yea got em sneezing and coughing, you think that he sick
Aye bitch stop