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thing to stand by
And I think you should go and die
My name is MC Death. I like things to die
But the only question I have is who, what, when, where,

And I can't even sneeze out a verse
For my damn life
And these niggas is smoking their trees
And they up to their knees in pool full free-writes
So I feel

can't top me
Told them that I'm going up, just watch me
Never gon' care if I know they can't top me
Feeling like JT I cannot pick up that motherfuckin'

dissing we come where you are
Fuck it we chillin' raised by the saints but I run with some villains
know I'm a star, niggas start dissing we come where you

'cause I can't help you
So you say you're the king
You pick the mic but you don't say nothing

Back, back to the track yo combaya, my lord
I'm using my

beating you up like a drunk step dad
No time to shine, it's time to grind
Ridin' in a rental
Because i'm not weird if i can write my mental
On a piece

Falling icicle my morning view
Blizzard wind pick up through broken window
While I snooze, another day betrayed by booze
Escape like Mister Hyde each

to breathe
I feel it gone when I wanna get on the lady
You guys got everything you need so please
Help me out
Get me out this game so I can breathe
Can I

face, get on up, since a jit
All i kno
Life is only what you make it be
Ain't a thing but problems comin for free
Feel like they runnin to me
Keep a strap

pick your struggles wisely
She was cooking in the kitchen bumping Ronald Isley
I got bigger fish to fry you ain't gotta like me
Pragmatic approach

a fuckin swisher
You mad at me about Yo
Girl I didn’t even pick her
Niggas out here pocket
Watching from the other side
You said you getting money
Boy You

snuck

Walking around in stilettos like you can't get touched

What's up?

I've been wanted your head

Prancing around in my city like yo ass ain't scared

taste before COVID
I can tell by her bob that she trollin'
When I look at my birdy, they on me
Catwalk, bitch, I feel like Naomi
The way I play niggas, I

in my veins made up of most ya nations,
So that's, why I'm misunderstood, 
Cause I'm standin here, 
Sayin dat I'm Black n I'm proud n you be lookin

(Romo)

How would you like it if I called up?
I want it 
And I can't help the way I'm feeling 'bout you, 'bout you 
I'm trippin'
And we could

portrayed was directly invaded
The lies they gave you is what your incased in   
Surrounded by fake friends
The lies i will break them
The cries of a fake

I don't wanna be this way
Especially not with you
We argue like constant too
Believe me there's nothing else I can do
Why are we this way
Something's

he pick up the phone/all this time and I ain't made a way, put my dreams on layaway/my skill like Kobe fade away, something you can't take away/I bow

want to come with me? 


I said hell yeah yes ma’am I’m down
 Maybe we can pregame at the Baseball Tavern
 and possibly get sloppy and maybe you’ll kiss

a two face and a fake and a face to break to break necks
I go from place to place to new states just to show up late and pick up my checks
I will not rest

had to chop em at the top can't let em leech
You dealing with the belly of the beast
The work and the effort
Not seen by the critics
Dont know who you

the ocean deep

When You spoke
You stirred up a storm
Lifting high the waves
I am tossed by the swelling seas
Rising to the sky
Then dropping down to depths

of the day
They chew you up and spit you out but it's part of the game
So while I'm here I guess Imma aim for the top anyway

Know your worth
Sell your shirts

inhabitants will be able to tell

Did you think this as bad as living would get
Can I invite you to let that question in your mind just sit
It's up to you