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Like a transcript of my soul Like a transcript of my soul better walk alone My own way down down down My own way home My own way home And all
forgive me I repent I was made for this Pray for every line So that I can transcript Feel every bar then I let the hand print Tryna go home got me swinging
transcript With my transcript I do the best things With the verbatim I use my transcript With my transcript I do the best things Popin like in bottles
(Section 8 just straight cooked this motherfucker up) Uh Uh, uh Uh, uh Uh, uh, ayy, Louis V to my last trip, bitch, stick to the transcript
dead when we get older But who knows, he might get sober So Ask one more time and you'll hear what you'd like Throwing away transcripts that you and I'd
call it luck Lets not just wait and see If there was a line or the words to conceive it Wont be easy to transcript Theres no other one thats awakened my
to take it About to go and break it Hit it like I made it You already fake it Let me hop, and get my fire Transcripts that I'll inspire Found my shit,
baggage And it shows in the transcripts Let it go, cause I can't take this stress Ain't some second best, no Don't wanna talk about your ex cause he's
brain, that's her transcript Don't take a chance, you ain't never gon' hit That be the realest shit Shawty walk with a fat ass with a switch My
here Waiting for the system to crash, oh I'm walking down A set pathway A carbon copy of other journeys All As no Bs Your transcript's key Move forward,
on Transcript illusions the confusion always comforts me I cannot sleep threw the sound of my reality I'm suffocating just to fix my own reality Can you save me
Say you about your money You a motherfucking phony That's facts bitch I ain't never lied on a transcript Eight oh eights Busting out the backend Can't
of adaptation A transcript of early cognizance progressing through generations We are this assembly, an aggregate of relentless mutations The recipe for
getting started got to finish the transcript If you know what's best for you I know what's best for you Not tryna play, I want you to stay If you know
lean on Each other's thoughts In dusted transcript knees I turn to stand The dust keeps swirlin' along I touch my toes Still I'm searchin' for my head
the end Just take a second Take a second To Listen To These Ancient Transcripts These Subliminal Hits We got them Better take a second Take a second
Apple don't transcript it Apple don't transcript the message And I know I'm trying to quit the message You know that I'll be listenin', yeah You know I
every-time I think of our last conversation I wanna burn all the pages Transcripts of words we exchanged I think it's too late to explain How you're so sorry
Half of these rappers they rap with no diction Division 1 roster a team full of Simmons I got no height but I got hart call me Kevin My transcript's
federal, I plan shit While you hand picked motherfuckers givin up transcripts Look at these Niggas With Attitudes (Hello) I started this gangsta shit
nigga, come on home (Holla @ your boy) Holla, yeah But don't two-way a nigga Bitch, that ain't nothin' but a transcript Dumb bitch (I'll holla) Don't
the time, ya know what I'm sayin? Man I got this nigga transcripts, and every-mother-fuckin' thing Tellin' this bitch all my mother-fuckin' business
up my knuckles, rather buck you and watch you buckle I can't stand a snitch, a switch real bitch I got some transcripts to say you been runnin ya
can apply to transcript, yo This ain't no time where the usual is suitable Tonight alive, let's describe the inscrutable The indisputable, we New
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