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of me I vomit lyrics til I hit the nth degree, please

I hit these people with a brand new flow, a funky riddim 
And the lyrics so sharp, might cut ya

appearing, apparitions giving me lyrics

I used to drink and complain about ghosts, call that wine and spirits 
Trust me I hear the beat of the hearts

A chance for a positive mind
Here it goes again for another time
Takes a heartbreak to write tons of lyrics
Rather be happy then have to do this
Left

the city 
Rapping like he really got it though
Lyrics clean, I'm pushing positivity
The opposition gotta go

Chip up on my shoulder
Cause I aint never really

You passed rap school where it's time to learn
To create lyrics so hot that it burns
The tip of your tongue when they come out your mouth
And you

trying to talk to me
You'd swear I'm speaking Parseltongue
I'm an original that you'll find once in a blue moon
My lyrics hit you harder than when you down

hometown, so I rep my new region
Language is crispy, pop, crackle snap
Everybody buzzing off my lyrics on tap
You lookin' tragic, written by Euripides
Off

desire
I set his pleasure on fire

He look his Queen in her eyes
She looks so dazed to the sky
My lyrics making her dizzy
I spread her mind and get busy

Not a one of it
Not a one of it
Not a fucking lyric
Not one
I press play
Then I hear it
Can't help but get off it
Belongs in a coffin
Original lyrics

the evening for a reason
What you reading Ach start redefining your lyrics
Who cares if it starts in the morning or the night
At this point in our plight are

have a dollar
Everybody wanna rap
The industry is like the lotto
Most they lyrics really cap
I'm versatile just like the inside of a taco
Mi vato
You say

that its me verse you and vice versa
Divine presence imminent here to lift the curses
That were placed on us by sick oppressors
What the hell do you

This is not how I wanna live it
I wanna just quiet up all the drama making me livid
Not really tryin' to relive the trauma in my old lyrics
Not tryin'

myself
They speak on my music, but use lyrics they ain't write they self (They speak on my music, but use lyrics they ain't write they self)
Ain't been

into what your career is
I am the ghosts that's always appearing
But by now you're probably just weary
From all these lyrics that you have been hearing

They call me Andre nigga better get to stepping
Good lyrics and great beats is all that i'm repping
Been breaking niggas necks since the age of 11

Wanna write
Some, lyrics
To show my scars
Make the music for myself
Not anybody else
Make a couple records
Put them on a shelf
Big racks
Big ass stacks

Spirit got me high as a kite
He giving me lyrics every time I write
I'm getting wiser and older
I cry on God's shoulder
He shifted the boulder
Blood that

memento
I just be writing these lyrics to clear up my mental
Clear up my mental
Remember when I used to love you and it was so gentle
Oh so gentle
You know

Crosser dan pedestrian
Test mi and yuh get fi taste liver
By a celestial alien
Not some waste niqqaz weh claim dem alien but d'even have
Dem owna space inah

surfing
On top of these urgent
Splurges of waves and sea
A couple ms for my bank to see
Mark what do you for money
Disrespected by the blatancy
May not

an email, I hope o I wana
I sent you an email nga lyrics dze nda nwala
I know you must be asking yourself uri why ndi khou mukwana
Ndi ngouri lyric dze nda

up, puttin pain into these lyrics
Not giving up (Can you hear it)
Ya ya
Ya I've gotten down, but I'm not going down
Comin from the dark, need to head it

a Dominican
The resemblance of Gil-Scot Heron
I can write conscious lyrics but I still gotta shine
Bad nerves I been smoking more
HDMI for my vocal cord
I wrote