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Everything sounds the same, we need something new in the game
Let's go back when real lyrics were proclaimed
Pump your fist if you're pissed with the system

hungry, with one thing on my mind
That's multiplying paper to provide for me n mine
Yes I'm calculating chess moves
But i ain't playing no game
The big blue

the conundrum
Of why we bestow all the martyrs as monsters

Break the mundane with a fun game, Dunblane
MONSTERS
7/7, 9/11, Armageddon
MONSTERS
Wishing it was

this
I wouldn't think twice, to kill in the name of Hip Hop where the ink is price
You gotta pay with the blood
If the fate doesn't cut off your tongue

version
Say you learn by listening, repetition, and observin’
What you learn in this lifetime is priceless
You either overcome it or succumb to all your

I was born about two weeks late, in reflection of natural state
Procrastination's the name of the game I was playing 'fore eventually snapping awake

rules so nobody won
Everybody know each other with a different name
Different faces on for every version that you made
My heart is beating so fucking loud

you've been doing blow

If you check your phone in secret
Do you think that I don't know?
I can even tell by the way you dress
That you've got a date with

can’t take shit from me
We stay hungry like a small country
Yo, I never snitch, I never say no names
I never been a player ‘cuz I never played those games

by grace when hell awaits
I'm the head not the tail, let me demonstrate
I don't need effects on my voice
I don't need to copy your style
I don't need

to stay, but grass is where you keep a snake, yeah
Ay, and you can never be me, I'm the better version, ay
Baddie on my side, I keep her picture perfect, ay

stood/

He never let his guards down

So he became cold calloused/

Just to keep a balance/

This is all a game a challenge/

Heartbreaks make a name for

to speak
My family name is Benz you probably heard of me
I've made ppl fuck over their friends even murder for me
My vin start with 126 left out the rest

on the asphalt, now I rap my ass off
Now I got the gas to surpass all the assholes
And by assholes I'm really talkin' about
All the versions of myself I coulda shot

I'm stayin in the game Yuh
I gotta see it from another view
Reason I hang with the crew
They the one's to come through Yuh
Sometimes I'm misdirected by

on some Stokely before he changed up his name
Changing the game, my whole education was lame
Medgar Evers, no one ever even mentioned his name
Martin

on that fly tip
Now a days you ain't gotta be in beef the cops will shoot ya
Designer's voice they hear me they think I'm the future
Name your favorite

I go by Envy nice to meet you
They like what's up with a feature
Bitches fans where the bleachers
Play with me angels gone greet you

I'm the hardest

you life
Yeah, The ball in the game like my name is Mike
Getting harder, These days I don't even write
Wena unamanga, You keep telling lies
Vele vele,

there?
Grippin' four mics,
Swingin' the cords up in the air,
Like cowboys,
We be rockin' the territory in this rap game,
'n' CHRIST blessed us with

with some rules
Ayy, JoJo, I need you to take notes too
Don't take me off the deluxe album that no one gives a fuck about
Take me off the original too

score
Yeah ran up the game so I need more
Much greater version now than before
Took twenty-two years I'm restored
Really much rather love don't need war

My stomach hurts when I hear your name
Use to aim at you but I'm the one to blame
I forgot that you can never love a hoe
Or ever trust a bitch
How I

adjusted my lense
They all told me bout the rap game and how I would never blow up
They said Fake it till you make it
Competition overtake it
I'm tryna put