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down right in front of this mirror and start picking myself apart
Broken down piece by piece then get to writing and put all shards in art
I hate that
Our communicative disease
He takes two minutes to let go of my hand
Three days, don't hear from him again
I know it's over by day four
One conversation
Time we make a move
Don't play by the rules
Niggas getting mad at me 'cause I could never lose
Challenge me we duel
Sleeping hit the snooze
Can't go
Fake it till you make it niggaz ain't see none of them on tv
You got this and you do that my nig we know that's kap
Gimmicks you played all 48 minutes
looking
Backwoods to Boulder in booking, growing older I'm cooking
The pilot ticking on the stove, politicing word to Hov
Twenty two twos, like bennys new
the GOAT of this shit
They call on me when they want 'em a hit
Two days Amazon, I'ma deliver this shit
Yo bitch call me when she want the love
I bring
Dictated by war and hate
Supported by those who hide
It lives in your mind
Whatever you may say
Whoever you may pray
Christianity worldwide
hate this feelin'
Innocent niggas get shot at, in the broad day, the A.M
I asked him for a play-by-play of how their whole day went
He said he went
to brawl
With the ‘Check, one, twos’
And the ‘Yes, yes, y’alls’!
The rest fall by the wayside
Chased with the eight
I’d rather chill and build with the
Real
Bae say she too high
I been gone a minute but I look back it's like it flew by
Hate I hate to learn my lesson the hard way
They do lie
I keep getting
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
would I wanna land for?
Everythin' you could ask for and more
Your choice, you could either be a fan or
Hate to see a nigga get a hundred grand for
would I wanna land for?
Everythin' you could ask for and more
Your choice, you could either be a fan or
Hate to see a nigga get a hundred grand for
on the outside, love me in the inside
Suck me in the back seat while I let a friend drive
Half a pound two stacks, half a unit 10-5
I stay out here by Sully so you
bother
Yea Yea Yea
My girl she a goddess
And still bein' modest
She on fire
She the hottest
She a star
Shine the brightest
She fly
She the pilot
She my
a minute
Next to the car before you get in it
I look at the sky
White steam catching street light
People walking right by
You and I
You and I
I turn around
catching
Matching a patchy holist with a sovereignty
Harbored and charged by hate
Breed anonymity spigot
Spitting stitches to fix the
Bridges and the gaps
what you offer
To the ones throwing hate at your progress
To your family members through the process can't wait then its just too much to digest
Take
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
Just about two hundred years ago they signed that declaration
Tellin' everybody in the whole wide world
They're gonna start a brand new nation
From
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
But so is cod liver oil
You went behind my back like Bluto when he cut up Olive Oyl
Two things I hate lies and thieves they make my blood boil
Boa
hard for the past few minutes
I think it’s time to end Jar’s mocratic state
It’s so close no matter how far, the state I hate
Peace sells, and I ain’t
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
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