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positive ways
So, why are you trying so hard
To make me feel like trash today
I'm putting things into perspective just a little bit
Because your blinders

suck, they're wrapped individually with that fucking plastic. You ever try to unwrap those fucking things on a hot fucking summer BBQ, you know what, put

don't let a thing pass us by
And to touch the sky we gon have to fly
Am a master I and am satisfied
And am walking thru the streets like a passerby
As we

em off, pull em to the side
Body like a waterpark, baby can I slide
I can take you for a ride, but you gotta drive
I do all the little things that make

Yo
I've been putting in overtime on this project mayne
And I appreciate you for listening
Just gonna do a little freestyle for y'all
Turn me up

about ninety six
Im not a rapper by the way/
I'ma word smith
Refined poetic/
Never say bitch
Fuck you bitch!

I came to this spot
With every intention

thing? I said the top
Some of y'all rappers really need to put the work in
It's obvious the shit you putting out just isn't working
You flirting with ideas

all this respect for you, you threw it all away
Didn't expect a single person but the total was insane

Fuck, I don't wanna see those bruises on your

The only thing i want is to get rich i live by the motto

When i could not afford brands they laugh at me 

Ha....ha the joke is on you because my pockets

watery coffee with cream  The kind that comes in those little plastic things  I was wearing the wrong shoes that day  They were giving me blisters but I

playing Scrabble
Triple word score, now make ya trunk rattle
Any new kicks? Yup, I got to have those
Dutch’s, we pass those just like with Tabasco
With

that dough
Throw ya hands up like, Yo
And ladies go on get those figures
Don't stop for no nigga
Throw ya hands up like, Yo
Who got the dice and what

But not once I felt what this idol feeling was like
Now people scream Adam Blad like it's always been around
What was life like before I was drowned by

to do because you black 
We damagin our brain for that little bit of fame n we call it gettin lit, but we really hidin pain 
Never be the same pills

the ring
First things first I don't ever no acting
I don't ever do no capping but you still could call me captain
I want the money upfront cause I don't want

up
I had to double back
To pick up some things at the time that I lacked
I know it's a fact, when I say I'm the greatest
Hang it up on a plaque, man

And they all mine shiny things the same
Your cell phone screen is lain
With choice minerals of today contained
Mined by people whos tribes were slain

those crazy things you do
Yeah, girl you know it's true, the way I see you now is like the first day that I noticed you
Hard times and we motored through

Hi-Dea's

Classified

Classified

2013

and music
I'm crazy for this one
I was goin' to write a track called small town
I come from a small town
Where things are a little bit slower
Everybody

me I was beautiful that day
Well quite frankly sir
I've been told that my entire life

But hadn't felt it till yesterday
Little by little I found

perved, and also docin' to even doubt this 
And allow a miss by a disconcerning person
As those funds kick in (hey, i'm your friend)
Sure, aren't you all my

bananas its appealing
So stoop
Been dying to use that bar since like pre-school
Edge just giving education this E school
I'm not entertained by villains

to find out
It's a little hard when some days it feels like I'm drowning
Maybe I should let it go
I let myself sink, working on my breath control 
cll these

government collects taxes to secure the nation’s defense.
But will not protect the border  with a little guarded fence.
Open the border, open the fence,