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behind that keyboard cuz
Gon' make some blood spill
Your insecurity gon' make this 45 open
Up your mind and bring enlightenment
And then you'll have more
change the world 
Make it a better place and let's pray
We can make it a better place
Raise your hands up to the sky
It doesen't matter what kind of race
Bitches 
Motherfuckering Mofield 
Group up with a whole 
Whole sale
Turn your dimes to a penny 
I’m cold here

Put on a new swag don’t comprehend my ass
Mind your business, bitch
Mind your business, bitch

Where she at? Where she at?
Where she at? Where she at? Where she at?
There she go, there
you you would end
Up being pushed around and more
Likely to suffer violence because
Of your desire to avoid it you
Had no choice if you
Were to have any
off in Brandon for the next shit 
Jackson an investment 
I've been on my shit but it's been hectic 
I just got robbed by my ex bitch 
Set up by her next
ends
With my boys
We make the heat
We counting up the bands
They call us thugs cause we be chillin' in the lands
They call us kids cause we be playin' in
said were far from true
For now, I'll just stay in bed

Please try by giving me some self esteem
Now that's your main responsibility
Recently it's been
blood i want to grow up
And grow down and go back into the ground
And some of the things produced by the mind
Might just stick around

My mind’s changed
your wife
Did y'all think of my perspective? Would y'all even make the drive?
Load up Grayson in his car seat hit the road
Middle of night?
Heard your
Make you lose your mind, lose your mind, yeah Make you lose your mind, lose your mind, yeah
Make you use your mind, use your mind, yeah I make up
Y'all young and dumb and lucky my mother is still alive
It's 3 o clock now by 3:10 she better be home
If she walk in 3:11 y'all getting lead in ya dome"
So I'mma Passafire
Signal through your mind
About to Katchafire
About to feel Sublime
No sign of John Brown
Trevor check the Hall ways
Scotty Don't
When I fuck your bitch she sound like-
Pull up to the crib and I'm shouting obscenities
Writing these lines as if I was a deity
My age three like I'm
in the flesh
What you gain by your soul remains after your death
I’ma get what you wanted, the way how I get it
It’s not the way the world today
That you'll ever change
That you'll set me free

Oh, make your mind up (yeah)
Before your time's up (ooh)
Oh, make your mind up
Before your, before
looking fine
Got to make you mine
Can we make some time
Can we make some time

Yeah, look your
Always on my mind
No lie, your so fly
Like a star up in
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
It’s not my fault you can't keep up again, pass on your run billboards for collagen you can't afford to keep talking like (crazy)

If you wanted
I'm your 311
Ya hungering for that measly post
(No rewindin')
Like those plumber bros
Ain't no time for tippy toein' said I gotta go
Why you takin' me
try
Half of my body feels like testosterone in a jar, and the other half is robotic, cause I eat like a bird

Coherent sense doesn't make a difference,
cause I shoot it like three
And I'm not afraid to fuck you up so ref just gimme a T
Or make it an ejection, correction, make it a suspension
Fine or no
, make up your mind
Got to make up your mind
Make up your mind
Got to make up your mind
Got to make up make up make up your mind
Got to make up your mind
Ay yo, when I shoot a rhyme I make you shudder
I shitter shatter MC's for tryin to steal my butter
He's bitter cuz I'm better, so now he drinks

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