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Mind" so long (Yuh)
Got me to invent a
New album in this past week (Past week)
On my "Agenda"
Your raps cappin' like the scout (Ha)
And you faker than

albums in
I can tell you things
Bout people you run with

I can see a fling, a flame, a spark
And all the sum of it
Ran ya tape by my dawgs
They didn't

Got it all fucked never came from the mud
This real rap music yeah I use it as my drug
I'm not influenced by the money making bucks
It's been a long

Keller's back on the track no stopping
My first album... its droppin
By the end of the year I'mma speak more truth
Been studying straight livin in the booth

my name on wax
Thirty two three albums bout one hundred tracks and counting
In Atlanta clowning on how these niggas sounding
Georgia raised Florida

stop me now (who, you?)
Every album offered me a glimpse of heaven
No parentals, uncensored, guess I snuck into the Restricted Section
These Dark Arts

and just thrown out
Of your house by an angry
Spousе that caught you cheating
Got you feeding all on the bus
Get on thе bus and try to get puss
It’s not me,

looking back just to regret it
In my room, writing lyrics, by myself, till their perfect
Had a daydream by my life- *sigh*, here let me explain it
There's

drill
Trapperetic, pour the lean, sluggish doc prescription
Love the field, up it, aim it, spark it
All behind the wheel
When spinning, we don't wear no

to a Residence suite for the night

C.F.E. for the pipe, got her family throwing rites
Get her home by midnight, tripping on my real life
Verses that I didn't

Wo-ah Na Na na na
Blazing Na na na blazing
Blazing by the ocean golden hour
Feels amazing
I'm patrolling of the coast of Kailua
Sunset chasing
And I

ridiculous, a castaway

Recording in a closet on a 20 dollar mic

Man I looked stupid, but at least I tried

Made a couple albums, didn’t pop off

Did expect em

at a balcony
Doin' alchemy
I made music for my pals and we
You, him, and me
In this order is: Good, Better, Best, that's the reason for my album, see
There's

can't believe
It there are ordinary women
And then there is something else
That wants to make you
Tear up paintings and break
Albums of Beethoven
Across

you knew
Is just a lie - the dirty truth leaves you surprised
your point of view
Is so despised by all the troops
You used to serve your country well

my own preaching means
And thinking why I'm leaving rhymes leaking by the evening
Who'da thought the hammer hit ya?
The Ruger spark, leave you

don't
Seem so meaningless now
My ego drowns in empathy
The dream I had back in my teens
Finally now RIP and the YGB goes on
I spark it with the torch,

feet
Kapeesh?
I defy the feat by defecating on beat
Fuck how you feel i've got an oral fixation
With spitting liquefied razors
So ill that they cut

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Beats in my chest
Feeling like mpcs
Cardiac arrest
Heart won't give sleep
Walk how I walk then I talk
Never opposite
Spark up the truth
Always

at least two hundred years 
To stop the rush of blood 
But even now, they march the streets 
They claim to keep the peace
Fascists, protected by police 
Will

joking (Let's Go)
Gonna make a mark on the scene
Gonna make a mark I believe
I know 2018 is the year to spark the flame
So I start reaching my dreams
One

than you
Amazed and amused by the flames that I spew
What once was a spark to a flame it grew
My name it rings bells in the streets, I'm that dude
For

bars
All thought out and all are smart
I tend to pick apart sick art when I am in cars
Throw on a fuckin’ album and spark the blunt like cigar
Sometimes