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is tied to
Presidents, superdelegates
Proletariat people the root of all kindness
But we all mindless
Trynna feel timeliess
Trynna seek knowledge

rap? You produce?
It's the truth and the fruit
What's the root? Life in review
Couldn't stay back when the world's in view
Been hibernating, for a while

that I wasted all my better years
Now I'm getting clean and all my worries start to disappear
Making music like it's pedal to the metal
26 weeks and I

three bibles
And my mama that's my one and only idol
Money root to all evil and I'm on the road to hell
Tryna feed the family with that manna and that

preyed
On a good man
Who raised him
He was wanted by the ops
And when they came through to Sweep
They get four up in ya house
Mask on
Gloves out
Who's home

Let me bring you back to summer school
I'm working hard people grinding everyday
But they don't understand my job
Came from soil where the
Roots are

BasedGod
Put my soul in the music and
The mic got me crying
Smile through the speakers I'm
Staying based now
Never leave my roots, I'mma storm the troop
Lot

Dufresne
Put my soul in my music
Get to the root of my pain
Wit my pain on display I can figure it out
Knew when troubles up ahead
I can pick a new route

broke my money counter cause I got too many bucks
No, I ain't paid out by the hour, contracts I gotta hush
Signing NDAs so there ain't really much I can

even drink one beer
So I drank my Mug Root Beer
I did not fit in at all
My pill I had to swallow
I had to take care of them
They all had drinks in them

I am always broke feels like I am living at the bar
Another week flew by like a shooting star
With all these bills it's hard to move ahead
My fridge

race
Not a student of the times but one of music
Am I still making what I want am I still producing
Remember you never knew what to write about
Scared

felt so lethargic
Felt so lazy like I'm Garfield
Up the music I'm about to spaz out
I been feenin for your love
I been feenin for your touching
I been

oh my only chance, ruined!

(narrator again)
Disillusioned by this rejection served up
To him in a
Steaming lump, Doctor Skinny became
Suicidal with

on my YE shit
I been writing good music
Since the basement
Tryna make a few crumbs
From since the plague lift
Now they dance to
TonezMusic
When that bass

to forget ya
All this to say
If they ain't get it, then reword the message
Back in 1998, my momma birthed a legend
My roots straight from Jalisco
All my

and became my choice of a weapon
Helped me channel my aggression
Piano my confessions in the keys of the blessings
Others capping ain't no lying here
Raised by

Might let it bang
Gone and put a setter on em
Outta touch ain't from these roots
Left him hanging by his chain too
Heard the nigga making music
Heard he

a better mask just to fake a bigger stature
I'm flattered by the words that you're saying
You tell me that you like the music, that you keeping it playing

the roots of cortex
My mind it doesn't deal with its issues that's called a vortex
Out my mind is complicated
My mind is too conflicted
Was told "my mind is

squirting on your leather seats
While ur baby mum’s belly
Rubbing
Due, 20 weeks its coming
Youre living on the edge by g like spirits have been summoned
Tank

to always get to the top?
I been tryna focus on one thing at a time
For most my life I was skipping to the front of the line
Thinking that my music good

My body 
My soul 
Sparring jabbing with the opponent
He shooting darts 
Im shielded by
Holy arks
B'rit come
With 2 zips
cnd 2 bits of wisdom
Take up

with a crown on, look at what it took
We're on a different page if you did it by the book
Ironically everything is raw when I cook
I'm reaching for it,