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Look
If I had intentions of being great
Would it take some soul searching 
And killing of dead weight? 
How about if I can speak on some things that

You are my cure
Healing vibrations
With you I'm secure

You don't need a stethoscope
Or medical degree
Powered by faith and hope
You're the right pill

mapping out the hollow
Berserkers beware I just planted a bomb
With a beam, third degree, from the Hammer of Dawn, oonnnnnn
Elite force soldier, welcome

alright, you know when it comes down to it
I came to this world by myself, when i die imma be the only one in my coffin
We have failed as a nation

live
But I don’t see the faintest sight
Of hope in your eyes
Mesmerised by the sickness of greed
Do you wanna see the villain in me
Niggas didn’t know

So I may build a rocket ship
And fly right to the moon
It's not that I'm not thinking of you
But the end is coming soon
So I'll swoop
Right by your

on the block
Niggas thinkin its a joke
No Phillip, Todd
I go aimin with the locs
Hope i hit my target
But i dont mind if the
Family becomes a carcass
Uppercut

the way it rolls 
Low and slow 
Right down the road 
I love the way that punch 
When jets come by and fuck ya up 
V tech and bass in the trunk 
Stock stereo

of Malaysia
Asia tune frequency Poetic exposure
The beginning driven by the force and the rage
For ignition detonation Ammo war head
Approximate target

think I'm loafin' it ain't what it be
Tugging on my shirt, she want me by her, she won't let me leave
I've been cuttin' all the snakes, I cut her off

of burnout
All these years
You said this was your last degree
But I am not so sure
I hear you
I see you
I feel you shutting down
Just keep me here as you burn

[Hook]
Just wait
Till I
Apply
And touch
The sky
I won't
Give up
I try
I try

[Verse]
From your womb to your bloom to the tunes
In the walls in your

everybody cause
Im startin a mosh pit.
And actin like a white kid
By bringin a Moshberg.
I should have your 2020
Couldn't get Ms. Walters,
And you know Ms.

charge and bows of the cannabis
Post Covid Pre Rover
Easily panicking
Drunk off Mckinney Ave
Banging dimes by the randomest
Random elopements
I Got her

one of them looks
Over at the other and goes
"What the hell is water?"

What the hell is water?
What the hell is water?

This is a standard requirement

intellectual

If she ain't at work
She in the gym
Working on her physique

Moved up in life
Now she walk with that highest degree

She got way too many scars
I

that back keep it on the lofi
Cause I was told money doesn't grow on those vines
And never had the luxury to coast by
Now every time I leave the house is

I feel my bones rot and decay
My lungs decompress
As I lay to rest
Six feet below, got long ways to go
I'm a sinking ship
Filled to the brim with

come and run with me
Third degree, attempt a robbery
Fuck the lottery, my niggas live in poverty

Only way to make it out is by the Glock I see
Until I

Into your heart
I only wanted
To feel there was
Some place to start
I'm trying to feed this
Rose that will die
If the slightest degree of
Sunshine in

by chest hitting the strongest bong
Until the ash go black and white as Sails in Amistad
Give us Free or least a degree
High School diplomas won't

inward behind the soul
Senselessly adrift in the storm
Under swirling skies I breathe
In, Out
Frozen to fate
Held in sleep
By screams splashed across

to forget
But Diamonds Are Forever
Josh kept playing, Mike joined the Marines
Greg went off and got himself a degree
I packed up my truck, moved to Tennessee

Like the one right by my apartment chefs kiss dude like
Girls oh girls will know how to kill you
They pull you in and fuckin destroy you
Girls oh girls