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of wisdom, but hey
I don't see him anymore (aye)
Look like he gave up a score (aye)
Man I'm knocking on the door
Dad, you got to live life
You gotta be free

me a minute
Nowadays everything's burning my wick
You can witness it quickly diminish
I'll put you on blast, doing me wrong
Know it by heart so I'm

While you cower, sour
Whining every minute
So I spit flames
Mother fucker while you spitting game
You ignore the shame
Cuz you only hungry for attention

Frightening things you aint seen in a minute 
Til I live it how I spit it and get it how i wish it
But even my dreams are the blessings of the wicked

So I

takes time just stay on your grind
Stay on your grind and keep looking for it
Young Queen got a good head on her shoulder
She gon live it up and she gon

me, please don't go there

Wooo, what you think this is
I've been telling 'em for a minute, that I'll lift their lid
Getting 'em on the come up, just

the village 
The new rap is like quidditch unreal nasty business
They don't ask and believe the broadcast all minutes
They talk trash to get it, 'cause their

Stuck in my head, nowhere to go
Surrounded by them, still feel alone
Better off dead and rightfully so
I’m on the edge and nobody knows
Hell isn’t

generation
My life is orchestrated by your word huh
I take it to the thugs and change their world huh
You find me in this chariot as an axe of God unto

through your phone and your messages
Turns out it ain’t what you say it is
Who orders pizza when midnight hits?
8 minutes per call, who you calling? Shit

Wait a minute, hold up
I gotta spit this one to soothe my head
Call me an MC, Cause my ‘bidabida bass line bangs
And that's facts, do the maths,

you mean?"
Reality ain't what it seems
We live inside a machine
Schematics I wanna see lie beyond the dream
Gotta pay the fee
Gonna see what this world

around
From all the people that come and go that live outside this place
Remember how she knew to imply
She'll be the one to stand by your side
The way she

being 
Learning things from my past life 
I'm from the mud 
So we winning this by a land slide 
My mans died 
But told me don't stop I can fly 
An that

save me I'm 
LA Single
 
She's an East Coast transplant, lives up in WeHo
With Craigslist roommates who might be actual hos 
She doesn't know, only been

I've been feeling really sick since the falling of the towers
Scared for my life every minute every hour
Bored to death I scream every time I watch

kiss 
Y'all broken because your heart cracked
Quit the first sign of pain I guess your heart lacks
Life paying the price 
Take some advice something

gripping on ahold of this why do I relapse?
I know the way I'll live again stop the minutes from going so fast
You were so deep so deep within how do I fix

Huh Hey look alive
As I redefine the jive
The minute I arrive
All the cameras rolling live
I’m a boutta
Detonate in five
Four three two
There’s no

before the sun up
It was ride or die even
If I seen them guns up
Cause I'd rather get blasted
Then to be living with dishonour
That's the code
That I live

and suppose, but hey, hope is all we got
I've had a very good time, I don't regret a single thing, now let's move on with our lives
It will take a month or two,

through repetition
Chill for a minute
Till we back on course
Why of course
No pit stops
I Play by force
From afar I see my homie vexed
He growin
Be my only

take a minute to breathe
I'm demented, indeed. Roll Dominican leaves
Bare arms, I got rid of my sleeves
When in NYC, I rock cinnamon trees
Popped plenty

of gravity
Live gallantly gallantry fallacy falconry alchemy self-esteem helping me
In a cell by myself on the balcony fell to excel on my devilry felonies