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busy schedules
Although once he led me to Estudio 19 in Mexico City

Now I’m studying more artists, this time with a focus on modern aspects
And I just

Em's hood (haha)
One hand on the Bible, other hand on the checkbook
You won't hear Revival comin' out of them Kenwoods
No, your audience is strictly

and see, my love”
Then I got an erection and 
And fucked the beat until this bitch came harder
On the stool, wiping up these shit stain artists
I be smooth

released
Corporations don't care about the art form they need a bigger audience to leech
The emcees done lost their integrity
For money, "Ticket for the hype

to be a part of it
So pardon me for trying to appreciate the art of it
These artificial artists aren’t even putting their heart in it
From start to finish

been established as an
Artist for some time now
Well known to faithful rap fans
As a demanding stylist with great promise
But it is only in the last

Kansas and Tampa together
Forever clever; never sell for the devil
But rapping better for the fun and art of it
So the audience knows what true artist is

practicing patience for?
You're locked in a room doing what?
The art shit you keep doing up?
Bout chasing your dreams, get a normal job
You don't know them

shut
Overthink till I can't sleep, paranoid so I stay up
Always lost in thoughts again
Showcase my pain to my audience
Watch me rise till I fall again

happened
As the artist in you now gets enveloped inside a casket
I've put much money and time into this passion
Never really thought it would end in quite

?

Well, I was always a rap artist in my heart way before becoming a teacher. I love doing both art forms but it was only so long I could stay away from

a vengeance it isn't fair
Show me the money, the honeys, I'm Winnie the bear
Ya'll asleep, you call this speed? It's not a thing
The art decreased from

standing on the
Stage before the audience
The loser kid inside of me
May be a little obvious
That's the whole reason I'm doing
All this artist shit
I wanna

machine behind you ain't gone steer itself
If you's a lost artist still tryna find yourself
You'd change your mind if you saw what they do
In this rap game

at a bright hue
Feeling lust and love isn't weak cause that inside you
Use feelings to guide you,
But don't let the control you
Use them to create the art,

attention to the Golden Child Conspicuous lyricist
For wise targeted that's my audience Feel ambiance as is marketed
If I Profit it from only cause lot

an audience to a show is a task out of sight
Why would anyone pay 7 quid to see my show standing on a beer-flooded floor
When they can see me for free the next