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I'm flyin'
Ain't no point in me dyin' cause on these tracks I'm immortal 
This vision stupid I put it inside my phone and recite it 
This just the total

sleeping in silence
I find comfort knowing y'all don't make a peep fuck a siren
As I'm speeding right by em
My flow so poseidon
They gon need to just wait

resurrect through the night
Came alright in a flight
You jokers are flying with me
You landed right on my kite
You jokers are sippin' sprite
Man throw that

Why these ugly bitches keep on talking again
I swerve left and right, to dodge the bullshit of a fucking threat
These dickriders can hop off, soon

This shit was really 20 years up in the making
God made me stronger
By testing my patience
Cuz I really thought that I should've been signed
When I

moment
And we puttin' it down
Ready to clown
Be layin' them black on the ground

Smokin' weed by the pound
What it be
Why my ass with a bounty
Oh my nigga,

and me and Chozo- wait, where the hell is Front
Tardy as per usual, not to be rude you all deserve
Better than the seven-score character curve
Upon your

different bitch, me and her is not the same (no)
And I'm hotter than a bitch, I'm a whole different flame

You know the motherfuckin' name, I go by L-E-O

over me
Wind in my hair, I was there, I remember it all too well

Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turning red
You used to be a little

of my life passing by with no rhyme or reason behind why I don't try
But if I'm gonna be the best dead or alive then I'll find out a way to escape

midnight snack
Score on me, I'ma score on you and kick right back
Y'all can call me crazy, what exactly is that
Can't get inside my mind, so you laugh

I'm feeling low I make a album call it
17
Will God let me repent for my life
Or do I have to scream and cry
I sin don't ask me why cross my heart
don't

bitch, get at me
Ya'll are my mini me's
I'ma get busy, y'all suck on the tit of the industry
Selling your souls for little, cheap penny's, it's sickening

them take just couple of days
Also that each of my pieces can last but so long
So I'm packing it all in a phrase
Writing this album got me in a craze

already
They just had a near miss
I put the "fear" in fearless
Pussy, get a smear test
And if it gets political
Call me Tony Blair Witch
Why did we vote

off the Capsule Corp
She don't drink soda but she crack the coke
They always ask me why I'm heading home
Them demons put they fingers through my 'fro

enough breath
So why does it feel like I'm so close to losing control to the trolls controlling the mind
I'm hacking through viruses hoping to find a heart

I ain't never wanted that damn raging contradiction
So I killed him off this album this mixtape is all or nothing
Hated by who loved him to some

I didn't have the words that night
But we're both trying, so you say it's fine
But it's like, why?
I got the words, right?
I think em up every night

okay, but I'm not fine at all
Oh, oh, oh
'Causе there we arе again on that little town street
You almost ran the red 'cause you were lookin' over at me

up,
Come with me and watch come people get done up.
Recking shop just for fun bro, is the motto we life by,
And all I’ve got is my fam, 
So if you mess

Ya know
They often ask me where I been
I said uh
I been working on the album
They like fasho I be like hell yeah
Ok uh let's go gdrrr

Bad Religion

not fuck with these niggas
This niggas be bitches I swear to god they be bleeding
I dropped an album I'm the hood hero
I really gave q sum to believe in

spend that shit
Invest it in some real estate
Put the money offshore
Sneak it out the back door
Meet me at the drugstore
Two albums dropped
Guess that was