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(Worry 'bout yourself hoe)
I know I'm a make it don't got a choice
Don't care if I scream they gon' hear my voice
N***** fake as a bitch and I feel

Sorry hun but you gone do it by yourself
And i got some darkness on my mind
When it comes to pain it takes it time
She ain't got no reason, got no rhyme
I

hates me anyways
Count yourself lucky if you make it out alright
Do you remember the Shire?
We cooked s'mores by the fire
But now the sky is turning red

brothers i gottem i aint got too many
Shawty get loose when she get off the henny
Dyed her hair red so im calling her wendy
Hundreds and twenties i gottem

you come out the gutta by yourself
Everybody be bitching everybody be out here acting like they been there for real
Ain't nobody been there Cuh you feel

Your tears of shame has been buried
Never dig it up by yourself
Stop giving up
He knows your every move
And even your every storm
For the old things

And stood up for the Klan
You brought out the guns
And shot down your fellow man
You gave them red hats
So they can storm by and pass
You told us all lies

I left the key by the door you can come right in
Sorry my hands are dirty I was just cookin'
Take a look out back go and check out the garden
You're

nigga
I wait and bleed until im found by the richest of niggas
Bound to take wins with them niggas
God ima motherfucking monster
Unleash the beast

Goddamn girl, that dress fittin' right
Red bottoms got the outfit lookin' tight
All alone, who you waitin' on tonight
No way you by yourself lookin'

Uh, uhhh, uh, uhhh, uh
Uh, uhhh, uh, uhhh, uh
The rat man has one eye
Has red rays
He stares as a snake in the darkness
Can find sneaky mice in

it just to entertain
Fuck your words I'm motivated my mind is maded
Cookin' my verses the chorus be ready minutes later
I'm sorta faded my eyes red I'm

on that hore
Raking it in with a hoe
Painting the town red
Keeping my troop a jade
Smokin like Curt Cobain
Rappin, nigga I'm ordained
My rhymes are Cuban

I can't snooze if I peep my money low
Gotta put yourself in motion don't forget about your bros
Like a wizard with this potion throw them cups up for

ain't chasing you round
This exposure surprise party for the red nose clowns
Make up face
Your hands showing and your moves are predictable
And your table

And keep it hid
Cold-blooded
You better watch your back
Don't lose yourself now, don't you
Don't you (Don't you, don't you)
Time can fly, pass me by
All

Here We Go   
Lyrics by John McCuaig

Hear the shots fire 1,2,3
look in my eyes, there's nothing left to see
I'm going closer, closer .... are you

that it's all dead
We'd always be together that's what you said
I even fucked myself and I tried to beg
Your lack of response turned the blood red

I'm

wanting to leave
Somewhere I unfortunately need
Sand away your days and have the dust get sucked away
By the walls inside this place
Years will disappear

walking to the boys and girls club this was after class
Approached by this crip named Dashe he seen my flag
The conversation that took place would make

yourself
Cap a mass murdering motherfucker
Or a leader bent on humanities extinction
Goes towards self preservation when they're spraying us
Motherfuckers

rhymes that got em screaming Jesus Christ

Brace yourself for something epic
As I get reckless
Step on stage grip mics
And 1 2 check it
Then bless it
Ha

crazy?
I don't know what the fuck is wrong with me lately
I've had no motivation, yeah I've been lazy
Binge-watching every movie by Scorsese
These days

(Verse 1)
You played yourself, MYPLAYER with the photo capture
No R-A-P, missing letters boy I bring the rapture
You like that rapper reppin Raptors,