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finger
Why not bear every scar as your armour
Hospital gowns as battle jackets
With our backhands bruised by cannulas
And tangled in cheap white bedsheets

to heaven gate
Lord forgive those who confused me by compering me to this other  niggvs father forgive they made a big mistake
Kill you by surprise like

the ball
By himself on a fast break
I got that dog in me
I can't control it
Please forgive me
I been setup
By them bitches who say they with me
So I don't

Zionism, Jihad

They call me iconoclastic
My head on the platter like John the Baptist
Blasphemous, heretic, Conceited Bastard
I just ask the questions

They say for a party, I say it's dogma to America's artful lie
Sniffin' the party line, intoxicated from white
That fake superiority created by

rang you scattering victims we battering
Your whole body shattering welcome to the gathering
Yea the belt is for the champion melted adamantium
Welded by

They say into the light
Were you gone lose all your Thoughts
Either you live or you die
Them bitches waiting on your loss
So I cannot go by
I fight

Thinking of the things
That I have done all of my life
And I realise
Baby I just need you by my side
Now everything is making sense
Slowly Im just getting it

If anybody ask you whether you in this game
You tell 'em you in it for life alright?
You play it hard, you play it tight
You make sure niggas know

the bag 
I'm Popeye armed popping his meal, my arm stronger than Neil 
I'll represent Clarke Kent and play the part by the wheel
Sharpen skill before you

If you could tell by the look in my eyes I had enough my life been rough
I'm trying to hold back the thought of giving up
Sometimes I keep my nose

absolved us

It's all you can ask for, join my small task force
We enforce not being a cornball at all costs
Or just a ball if we're still speaking Walish
If

tell by the smell
Gotta send a care pack for my brother in jai
I'm winning now used to be taking them Ls
Now I can make a profit off scales
I know these

typical
A scourge of a ritual
Delivered by witch doctors with small medical learning residuals
Legend born
With a set of horns, spitting verses so cynical

daily
I'm just saying that it's tough
Now I'm stuck in the basement
Stay too low, someone ask where my eyes went
The water real cold when I jump in
Coffee

erasers wipe myself clean of mistakes, can't count 'em
If you had a mind like mine, you wouldn't ask where I pull doubt from
Got enough noise up here

then he blew it
Ask boul for the fade
And he ain't wanna shoot
That's what come with the bullshit
These niggas gone talk
but they ain't gone do shit

don't write their lyrics
But some people have reached levels that are atmospheric
By relying on others to write their songs and shit for them
And they

and discovering the unknown
I have no deep relationships with other beings which is why I'm always by my phone
I really like the Color pink
Ou and I practice being

fun
He's not the one

Don't sully yourself
Before your God
But do your duty
By your husband, Todd

And I say
Don't pay them heed

If marriage was good

the flesh, bad to the bone
Oh! Wait! Shit! Hold my phone
Name one chef that cook this on their stove
Ask man if he want smoke and the answer's "No!"
(Wesside)

Yeah
Uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah

This my last time going, Navy suede Wallies stitched by the toe
Watch the sun fall, it's gradient though
Cut it

Since them and mixtapes
Knew I'd become a professor long as
The lungs in my chest work
I do this to breathe so don't
Ever ask me how come
Shit, that

Id sell  my soul right to the devil just to chase the fame 
Treat these women like my liquor cause I never chase
Smoke blunts by myself too so I can