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gon' see
Yeah
Yo
3 On my side, that’s father that’s son that's Holy Spirit
3 On this side, that's me, D, and K with a whole heap of lyrics
The gangs too

I die, always getting better
Strength deep inside would never let me give up
This is my come up yea I'm on the rise
Fueled by passion taking off

about to break out
No one know how I am, so I'm screaming out loud
I'm the bomb, I'm fuckin' wicked with it
Still Im here sayin' fuck the fame lyrics I

yeah
I want to make it in the rap game
Name the price
I know I can't suffer more pain than Christ
My lines are always mean so they say I'm nice
My lyrics

give my all but get nothing back
Heart split open by your acts, can't repair it to the max
Heart gets smaller every second maybe I should read some Acts

Corizo by the name
I speak the fact and the truth
My cassava is a fruit
My lyrics be like gun mess with it
It will shoot
Life is a bitch
Fuck it once

for thinking about me
And for doing that
And, yeah, I really liked it
And, uh 
Anyway love you and catch up with you soon"

I write these lyrics

name hannah
Black and white bitches I call that hoe panda
Offended by my lyrics get out your feelings
Drop bout two albums you still ain't want hear it

superstitious
Shoot me down but you can’t take my spirit
They keep talking I don’t wanna hear it
Ask me shit like you can’t read my lyrics
Blank face like I don’t

bullshitting
Just pay attention to the lyrics that I'm spitting
It's nothing but game
Side Show the one to blame 
For the crime rate
Side Show the one to blame

a G.O.A.T (G.O.A.T.)
Like a plant, I'ma grow
Planet Earth 2.0 (2.0)

If I don't like you, don't call me a bro (I'm not your bro)
I bring the lyrics, I bring

conversations on the meaning behind all these things
Nuances often missed by me
I can be who I wanna
I tell **** never be me and thats okay
He can be even better

chatting bout is opps
Same old concept different lyrics man tell me when will it stop
Mans out on the road selling keys doing drops
Hella bands up in

The music makes it right

Take me back
Take me back
Take me back

Take me back to Jefferson Street
The night train passing by, I got lyrics on my feet
I've

of being broke
Lonely onely and sober
Tryna stitch it together just like a
Shoe cobbler
People changing on you as hairstyles
By Paul Pogba
Spreading false

change
To wizard hat and robe
The word is code
Held by ancient tome
From the past
Deciphering spells to cast
To get'em trapped
Within my rap
Song form
That

of you I'll do it with my right hand
See I've been known for how different I do this shit
Full of soul how my lyrics and my music is
Full assault you'll

I’ll go to London for k cause I need the shards (See ya)
Not talking bout lyrics but my cousin drop bars (Drop)
I drew a line of the sand now I’m

I'm eatin green eggs and ham like I'm Sam I Am
My lyrics stay on fire yours are just a big ol sham
I'm not a poet but I feel like I'm Dr. Seuss
And if I

This rapping is not a fling, so you won’t catch me questioning
My ability as a rapper as I capture my lyrics and take it step by step like a ladder
I'm

that for sure
I’m trynna see if fans feelin my vibes and do they want more
Uh-huh
Yea Ima turn it up
I’ve been speaking by Myself for a min huh
Freshman

touched by Jerry Sandusky
Groupies busty
Vinyl dusty that inspire the lines
Wes, you go to your girl house
I'll go to mine
That’s 87 Eric and Ra
No maybe

Everybody want a piece of what I got
I'm alone just let it be
Nobody wants to kno how I feel
Put my heart out in my lyrics
So y'all kno this is all real real

My pain 
Walkin side by side it became my own faith
Sta, rted Flo, win inside my veins

Now do u really think that I'm still playing a game? 

And I'm