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I'm From the eighty-four like Orwell
Cold world, hot air
Big brother, living hell
Oh well, drug sales
Captivated most of my people
Genocide-like, but

Old Skool
Have to represent, Have to
Lemme add a little bit of flavor
NAIKE on the scene, so solid know I’m a raver
If I touch that mic, it’s danger

of the controller
Or go remote cause I’m after
you motherfuckers
Call me V
I’m like Gary
A CEO
The Go- A-T
A goat and I go at
The people who play me
I ain’t talkin

Timothy has to rise at five to work on his computer
There's precious little time for art when you're a commuter
He's started on his second book,

4. Bald-Headed Lee
There once was a bald-head, his name it was Lee,
No one ever burned so much incense as he.
Now people burn incense to get them

of the legions,
People that already know.
There must be more out there?
The numbers need to grow.

v. Europa
In the misty kingdom going westbound, 
Over

to the police, while investigations are on going
The force will not relent in its duty of safe guarding lives and property
Of the people of Lagos by nipping in

to that now than that white lady that clutch purse 
Every time I pass by, sometimes makes me ask, "why?" 
But thankful for the little things, 'cuz it could

Girls who's always slimmer
You ever seen on t.v, dude's gut's always bigger
We try be equals ask a feminist group
If you didn't know, they'll put you in

Mykel Hawk the rap master and I’m faster than your five G’s
The talk is that ******** will splash like the high seas
I’m barking with laughter

the streets by his dolo
No idea where he was gon go
Wandering into the unknown
Sliding on through like he frozone
In gucci slacks
They got the color like snow

paid to know
The nigga up at five am consumed by blue light filter
It's that nigga who cant make an ally scared of who might pilfer
It's that nigga skips

I see you on the 5.15
Amongst the everyday people
Wear regulation denim jeans
Wear Indian cheesecloth

You catch the same bus every day
With your

he doesn't know what etiquette is 
Pay no mind to what he says, that shit's irrelevant 
When did other people decide to speculate? 
Like they innately

my feelings
That be the real me I cant allow people to see
So I just pour my soul and let it bleed all on this beat
Demons on my back like these polo

stacking racks yet boy that's so tragic
UptownBODEGA, who dat? got the people asking
I holla back where the smoke at? where the weed at
A lotta niggas need

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pursuance
They all wack and foolish, while my rap's improving
I just send her a text, followed by dot dot
How much work you put into this? a lot lot
Her head

Ladies and gentleman...
Come in into our room

I'm the one who brings the thunder
I'm the one who brings the rain
Check the horses by the reigns
Ride

the show
Three
For the hoes that just want to take yo dough
Four
People claiming that they're friends that you know
Five
Reasons why they all aiming at your

the ends, but it don't help the means,
Cause I got hella people in my life that's steady helping me,
Mom and pops and little bro, they always by my side,

missed by a yard
Got more bodies than bracelets got charms
We walk down hop fences and cars
One false move and he gone see the stars
Fixing to be like

action abandoned house, got a truck, ooh-wee, we scrappin
Little niggas kia boys, carjackin' Workin' 9-to-5, or he trappin
Hangin' at the store, don't be

Tell me how to feel
Even if you don't have a heart to feel with
And you can't empathize with me
Cause I can't sympathize with these people
They don't