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81.	Baranovskiy. Forest fire danger assessment

A dear friend once told me
Ayo Pete
I think your best years are yet to come
Yeah, yeah
I often think back to that assessment
That appraisal
That

I say, it is what it is
But they in denial, no buzz
I had a light year
career falling with style
I know you like the beat
Go ahead and stay a while

fixed his impaired awareness
A career path before me
I'm still at the junction
Cause I can't forcibly make music
Just to function
Guess I should go

all in the name of profit, private care
the contract goes to
the lowest bidder
reasonableness
are never considered
no impact assessment
nor control

need assessment
My heart I lent it
Now my safety off like a lethal weapon
I am the message
Tello surf the heaven
Then he bring me back like this ain’t

only dead weight
Wiser assessments of situations will carry you to your best days
Put away a portion of your profit when you get paid
And do not be

An assessment of replenishment
Advancement for all peoples
Achievement eliminating mistreatment
Classification communication
World forum administration

Enter

Where this dude come from and why is he here?
Came to plant my flag on that hill and fuck up your career
This album I was out here searchin' for

To Shaquille at his best
These days I ain't even feeling the stress
If they the ones making assessments I don't
Even need to hear I'm the best
If you got a head

You don’t like it then get the fuck out of my journal
There’s very few people inside of my circle
I’m jumping the hurdles and bodying challenges
Send

You thought my career would go down the drain
But it didn't cause most of you sound the same
And the fans really wanna hear somethin' different 
Well

You know I keep it honest
So imma get at niggas
I’m ecstatic Imma take careers
And do it pompous
I’ll rip all these niggas
Put them in my journal
Then

scared to be nothin', to waste all they lovin'
I'm tryna be somethin' so I just be buggin'
About my career and the things that I'm doin'
Like how Imma get

with these sorta pockets
It's four o'clock in the morning
I'm more than novice
My journal is really pandora's box or a portal
A door to Valhalla, you're

kid on the way to birth,just got a raise at work,
im worried bout my works,23 on the first,
and i don't have an established career that i preserve,

won't ask for no apologies
Yeah, I mean it honestly
Climbing from the bottom, yeah, this is my fucking odyssey
Composition journal, write up my

fear
It's clear, I ain't have a choice in my career
Tryna make a difference before I disappear
Dad told me leave a note, if I decide to tie the rope
Scan

seventeen fucked me up
Then 21 just broke me
Had a young adult
Just wishing for the old me 
Writing in my journal asking God 
For what he owed me
Til I wrote

left with his journals 
The trigger was pressed 
By lingering stress 
Of can I make money and not be commercial 
I handled my ego 
And turned

with his journals
The trigger was pressed
By lingering stress
Of can I make money and not be commercial
I handled my ego
And turned to the people
Who

it just to see the end
This that old flame that wont bend everything is simple now
You ain't believe in my career to make it out, I was writing raps

been ballin like I'm Herschel Writing all these rhymes
For movies and some commercials
Start of my career
like Oprah in color purple
Family is what

ke mang
I'm stepping into scene, setse ke tsosa di kgang
Majita ba fologile ba batlana le di plan
Their music careers failed, ba latlhilwe ke monate