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Let me grip the mic and catch a flow so you know
You can never especially catch up with me
You don't like my songs but homie you just put another

V1:

Black Samurai no pics I ain’t camera shy

But my name black listed by da FBI

Hatin on dis dynasty yo ass must die

Season’em wit gun powder let

Too long on the coaster
Been a wild ride had by few
When you're at the top, about to drop
You get a hell of a view
It's a short ride under the train

Time's moving on I'm out of place
cll I see is a stranger's face
I thought by now I would've run the race
But there's no place that feels like home

with this one
I'm a child, fuck who you good enough to earn me
All them bitches that did me dirty, they see the back of my jersey
I don't let nobody get

love you more 

Be myself is what you always say to me 
Even when I'm going out my way to please
ctomic love 
You can feel it in your subs
Baby
Don't be

a telegram
Niggas want some fame, I just want some bands and some hat

And I got some niggas I can only hit on JP
And you know they gon' be home, nigga that's

to let it ride
Tentatively stick my head out the hole where I hide
Greet the sun and sky while I'm clean
Best day I've seen
It's like a Marlboro, 1985
It's

I'll be quick
I'll be gone
I'll be grown
Then I'll meet you by the water
In the grass
In the rain
Next to the cop car that's idling. 

My body's the stem

to go insane
I need my brain
Don't let me fall
Can't be a victim to
Your game

See

By the way that you been acting
I just no that I'm detaching
Oooo

Far away on land in USA where all you see is bluegrass
Home of hustle in our DNA
Plus thorough bred cap city by Kentucky state
Is a Cowboy from

the road before I seen a home
You know I say I'm not lonely I'm jus alone
You know I got the money I jus didn't pay the phone
clbum mode gotta lemme in my

what goes and happens now
I know i will be okay

Sweet dreams little one
Hm hm hm
Ha ah ah

Stuck in my room with no let to go
Listening to sad songs

Silently crying
Nevertheless
We put it to rest
Unimpressed by the bitches
That I see in the press
I'm blessed till my death
I had several to blow
I confess

that I 
Might only be a shell, 
Emptied out and hollowed, 
In this loss ~ Fuselage

Make the most of routine
Promised salt-water home on the sea
Never

Kissing in the streetlights
I was the one you want
We'd be drinking by the TV
In the front room, all night long
Over at your friend's house

been eaten by the system
Oh, are we going like this?
I'm trying to see hands in the air like this
I'm trying to make
Oh hold up let me switch that flow

like post nasal
Scan the label our barcode by far hold
The air, land, and sea need Cargooo
Overwhelmed
Only the real in my realm
I be minding my

(In the past)
I've been defined by fear
Not who I am

(What I believe)
Ridiculed into absurdity
as I desperately
Await my time

(Not anymore)
Now

to be the antidote
Call me Silk Swade mad scientist
At home you niggas really shouldn't try this
You shouldn't let Silk Swade synthesize this
Wordplay is

Zone 15 Produkkionz Kollaboration
I ain't even talking to you
But you be listening
Speaking out of turn
Wrong answer
Stop dipping in
My peoples

To take over the world
I heard you hardly let them inside of
It's back and forth, with replies
I'm camping out with supplies
Intombi ishelwa with lies
So

a trap
All the strings so we got attached

Boy i want you
To hold me tight and never let me go
Be who
You wanna be so baby take control
My love
One call

You got niggas on ya line
Please stop wasting my time girl
Need to just fall in line
You should know I quit
I got hoes that's it
Leaving might be bliss