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the norm
So I would have to change the world or I would have to be changed by the world
Recollections from my lowest serve as motivation
On the cusp of sumn

that I would make it she was waitin' on a miracle
Tell you I'm goin' quit my job you tellin' me it's scarin' you
You tryna' to scare me too
I know you

Yeah
I mean
I know I did this to myself
But uh
You gotta hold yourself accountable too, you know
I tell your story
It ain't hard
You love those heart

Yea
Speak in
A million
tongues 
Til I blow
Like some
Helium drums
Blast from a Bom
Leaking napalm

Periodic table
Raw elements 
Flyer level shit

Barkin like a dog got em stayin in the streets
Smokin on papers tuck flavors by the lease
Lost on the block lookin like Elf
Swimmin with sharks put

Yea
Speak in
A million tongues 
Til I blow
Like some
Helium drums
Blast from a Bom
Leaking napalm

Periodic table
Raw elements 
Flyer level sh*t

brought a greater feeling
Yea, my mama raised a winner

Stare at my reflection
Who is he? Mr. Clean
Anger management I need
Cuz I swear this here too mean

bouta blow
Gang stepping out, so you know that it's on the flo
This too easy nigga like a free throw
Closed my eyes like Mike Jordan back in '91
Hitting

Life too precious dare I let a man take it
Got the devil telling me God said you won't make it
Imma ball up with one shot Imma take it
Cause so many

wanna cuff me but I just live
I don't do love I just want Cheese
No heartbreak, my soul's at ease
Flow too clean when I'm on a beat
Order caskets for dead

you and I ain't going back to the lasik
No time soon got a glow like the moon and it's showtime too
Your hoe might choose and she gon' blow wood

fall to the ground as i watch yo ass scream

I'm a visionary person, im the rarest over seas
Yeah this might be new too you, but its nothin new to me
I

Yo
I feel one of a kind like Appa
Things are getting strange
Swear I feel like Jim Hopper
I stay fresh and clean 
You're an outcast to me
Cause you

gonn slide thru it

Come meet me I'm at the park
Swing by and say hi at the peak of the darkness
I was told I could be anything but a star
Now as I blow

And maybe one day i'll let you do all My taxes

Damn scratch that thats a little too Harsh
Here's a 50 dry clean my clothes Please no starch
Im tryna see how

fed up with the world got an ex on my back for far too long
Bout to load up be a disturbed male gone postal better call the law
They said this then they

a lesson
Of theory so clearly a musical session to assist usual depression
Weight of the anvil  Too much to handle
Anchors me down with stress by the handful

your mind to blow hope by nou! you scriptin notes
I been down that road, where the steep cold, you can grab a rope
But life is beautiful, couldn't go!

if you eat it by yourself
Then you're the "heavy breather!"

The world's divided in two camps
You don't like it-or you do
You can't escape that aroma

find the reaper
I knew his bitch ass was gone run by the way he tied his sneakers
The way bro walked down on a opp I could tell he was dying to beat em

get yo bands up
If you're an overdog, put yo hands up

When I'm making that green
I'll never keep my raps clean
Cause fuck censorship
16 I knew I was

free
I was just coasting, I thought I was happy
For way too long, I was in bed, napping
One day I woke up with a thought
I hate my fucking life so maybe

don't stress nah girl tell the stress to go
Blow cess yeah at my house cess get blown
Keep all the real shit here and the rest get thrown
Keep only real

cap
Thru the highs and lows
And every girl that blows
Jelly Bean knows
We ride together
We sleep together
Honestly don't care whether
The girl would