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proof of this how much more proof do you need 
When constantly and hopelessly we fail and they succeed 
There's no compassion in here 

My fingers

a new husband who seemed to
Scream more than love 'em
Tonight, he said he'd burn the house down
Kicked in the cupboard
They slipped out the back,

by four
It's a big degree murder when the ball's in my court

Don't be a bitch

I flick the switch when i get a itch
To insist for a kill switch
I

clock

I got a dime no wallet
Brand new, watch my pocket
I get checks deposit
She ran through got mileage
I ain't never use no stylist
Christian Loubs not

the things this world bring
When you add commas to your checks 
Shit I guess Success 
By this worlds definition 
Play this world with no intentions 
While I

to dash away a parcel
Man just got duck down by a Bimmer frame
(Ah man)
Mazza, mazza, two shotters in the Benz
No spragga (Boi yoi)

a piece in my trunk an' I ain't afraid to get it

Yeah Fig back with a new flow
Hit em with the Kung fu UNO
Who know - You know uh.
Yeah bitch, no I'm not

lie it took some pretending, but I'm feeling more myself again

We finally a long way from the OD, when you had to convince mom and everyone I'm

fully aware that that line is not new information
I could sit around and think but there's no better way to say it
I been through a little bit but what's

me alone
Bitch get off my phone
Bitch you not my home
I already said I don't want you no more
I got shit to do better than fucking you hoe
I want 40

with they asses for no reason
I swear that shit was seasoned
Cause really all that shows is inner weakness
When confronted by your everday day demons

(verse 1)
Yo I got contacts in my jack I don’t remember making

Stunting since a youngin, didn’t know my limitations

Limitless no stimulus check I

Joanlee Feat. Mike Classic - ”Misunderstood" 

Written by: Joanlee & Mike Classic

INTRO:

MIKE: 
Yea..., ugh, ugh, ugh - ugh gyea. 
It's like, it's

.
So this is how it goes , you start to get old
And there's no stopping it once that ball starts to roll
We dance to the rhythm of a ticking clock

don't care
Overtime inna trap got me a failure to appear
Say my name three times I'll appear
Traumatized by death I can't hear
Nominated me king

News and
I'm sorry to report to you
There's a severe crime scene here
There's blood everywhere
There are no bodies
We have nobody here
There's blood

no tomorrow if I'm not smoking hold that
For a second can get my flow back
Without choking blowing potent you should know that
By now I'm sitting with

you the pattern ?
When everything was pop down 
and we didn't know no man
Its easier said than done and that hit me
Don't get me confused with these new

ammo dupe
No more schedule, canceled hate
Pumped love, self-designed the drugs
Influenced Grand Booster, united like teamsters in local unions
Swerve

your new girl
And your little games that you always play
And does it hurt knowing you messed up
I gave you everything I could
Guess it just wasn't enough

a forgery
Yet none of my foes are affording me
No sale, dont fail, prevail and sail on seas of drones who tell tall tales
Suppressed by Pay, Hola to your

my bitxhes diverse
He want some smoke 
He Get put in a hurse

Dont Kare bout no race
Bitxh I'm coming in first
You niggas is trash
You need to rehearse

You're my son in the fuckin' wind
Like, there ain't no last thing
I can do you by the digit
Oh, it's no like a feeling
You know I'm not my, you know digit

cuts deep like a dagger
But there's a bright side, just a kid get to roam and go find life
And as a couple years gone and went by
I started writing