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it up 
I was born an old soul Benny Button-up, remy in the cup rollin up the indica 
We gon have some fun we gon run amok, guess it's time fuckin

the H-A double M's
These bars I'm spittin' are so good y'all mistake me for Eminem
O-line's scored on all the time, it's 'cause I'm not in it
Y'all need

Just Clowning

King Tee

Act a Fool

A dope rhyme and you won't find a
Nother MC who can get with this program
Served by no one, I mean no man
You say I'm good, it's the truth, you're not

Uh
The stress weighing on me, no time to think anymore
Monkey up on my back like French Montana mc4
Ion know why I even keep doubting myself
But

fucked up but it's gon' be like that forever though
She ain't gon' do right by you, you just need to let her go
He won't read the signs even though you

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Si Fuera Presidente … oh oh

If I Was the President 

Let me be the Chief Executive and Settle the score

Stop working people till they raggedy

longer holding on
I let go of like a few things
My stomach was in knots
I untie it like some shoestrings 
And being followed by a black cloud
It's hard

to
If we can't live by its guidelines, then what's the point of the rules
You need to know that the time you got's not long
You just wasted your time

extraordinary
Your bitch ass'll get bodied and buried
By the slick walking talking rhyming dictionary
Give me a mob
Let me champ one
Steadily handsome
Black

be the judge of it
I still don't like attention or want it stay by my doly
Move somewhere far where nobody know me
Where I could sit down have a drink

a lecture ima let you test yo luck
Fakin like some dentures knock yo fuckin teeth out if we buck

Thats the hard truth
You always gon have people trynna knock

Everyday's Forecast

Gym Class Heroes

The Papercut Chronicles

2005

You think you know, but you have no idea
This is the diary of a raging onomatopoeia

Now here's another broken link for anyone who thinks my

to neglect you
When you won't take the love I have to give
I bought me an illusion
An I put it on the wall
I let it fill my head with dreams
And I had to have

Deciphering between your intents
Distraught by the choices we had
Does any of this really matter?
How did I fail that bad?
And I'm afraid that i've have used up

repeat
I ain't got no trust in you
You ain't got no trust in me
But we might end up back together
By the time that this release
No I lied
Cause we still

Yeah

Sacrifice a little bit
Keep making an effort
Not satisfied by all the riches
Chasin' this cheddar
Minding my own business, not too much

Si Fuera Presidente … oh oh

If I Was the President 

Let me be the Chief Executive and Settle the score

Stop working people till they raggedy

really need to fuck it up
Take 'er to the pasture, maybe there I'll show her somethin
Just a perty country bumpkin
Ain't by luck I got her buckin
Like

to live by.. right?
I have greed, lust, sloth and 4 other loyal sins on my side
Very often good and evil collide
And when that happens, fact of the matter

Life ain't fair, it ain't right
We gon' fall, we gon' fight until we die 
Overtime

Let's have a toast to the good life
I'd say I made it, I ain't

see 'cause I need perfection

I wish I wasn't so ashamed of who I am
I wish I could forgive myself but I can't
The days drag on and the years go by fast

Let me kill you with kindness,
Relate to your highness.
And drop my pride and sweep it under rug.
There something about you,
I wanted to clout you.
I

to pornography at one time 
Taken over by my weaknesses 
And when I lost a close friend 
I nearly lost my mind

Blood shot eyes, high as a kite
Didn't even try,