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but lately I've been slowly losing hope
Autumn died, I cried, I questioned God why you ain't let me die

I lost my mind, was laying in the street

with her my light was dimmer
Not a bad thing she calmed me down like MSG dinners
Months pass by, got put in groups, ain't think much of it
Found my leg

pain
Even caused by the shame of this fame I've been given
My pride don't cause me to hide my true feelings
'Cause I can only be real (hey)
'Cause I

I'm in here chopping punch lines
Held mic since grade nine and haven't dropped it one time
The truth is I haven't held a pen lately
I've been

by
Invite her in, with our family
Cause once I realize now, that could be my mother
If one time, unfortunate events took our families out combined
She

decay
But I still hope that my album will get a few plays
I'll get by, taking this day by day
But if I die, just know you'll be okay
All I've ever done

on
Tour with a bunch of fans
Thousands in my hand
Asked a homie for some rubber bands
Seem like yesterday I was lost
With no fucking plan drop another album

and came out with
Shedding all the fakes like reptilian snake skin
My album came out did you really think I can't win?
I got people asking for features in my

performing my tunes
Fresh off a heart break a bounce back sounded good
By the end of July
The internship was over and my only coworker in the mall stopped

In the cockpit, I'm the pilot
I guide the missile, this a rocket
Intro the album, this shit is flawless
No physical copies, it’s not at the market

When writing an album earned more than just half a Tesco's Freddo
See I've made about 1 pound 74 in my YouTube revenue
But that's no surprise when it's
0

making all these songs before the fame
I take it serious, it's not a game
Put my album cover right in a frame
Just so they all know Zeyro's my name
I've

a secret down
round London Town from Croydon to Tottenham
Today he's runaway always runaway
You can be my best friend
I rest in my mind
No lie you will be

regrets
On the low, keep it real
I got regrets
Back then my account was low
Just like my ex
I got regrets
Shit, I've made a mess
Sound the alarms
I'm in

had to look at
But I know you've been in this rut man, for too long
You've never got to hear a damn better song

Than the one with which you sing

asleep in a few days
I'm really the hidden treasure I'm applying the pressure the album drop in a few days
I got the money counter going doot doot doot

Freedom
Isn’t Free
(Yeah yeah)
Ohh freedom
(Yeah we going back old school)
Isn’t Free
I go by the name of Mc Rafiki
Mike check 1,2,3
Yeah
Check it

gonna make it big us eight
My life's good
While you're wishing it could
Makin' it big
You're still that loser in the neighborhood
I was adrift
We all are

could go and be with
A couple hundred in my pocket I just hope I don't go broke again I have a thousand reasons
Every time I think I've done something

dedication to you in the album panel
I meant that too
And in this moment, I want you to understand that you mean more than something special to me
I more than

This the greatest upcome since yesterday sun
I've never heard anyone rap like my dads son
I mean my bad honn, that I ain't making none
Of these rap

You know
They've been telling me eat this beat
So you know
Tell em Alp
Ima do what I do
Cause aint nobody do you like
You do you

Hate it or love it

Yeah, this is me Speeder Razor
Yeah, I was born and raised in Zastron,
That’s the name of the album too, huh
Yeah, I will never forget where I come

1.2.3. Joosuc and Epik High 
1.2.3. We be livin' street life 
This is street life
I was born in city 
This is street love 
I'll be mourned by