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it, why don't you pull it
*click click* *bang* we're gonna get into it
I'm that Spanish Fly type of guy, slick, wicked, and the sly
Rolling by, hey girl

hate
You never get a compliment
I'd rather do a five to ten
- before I lose my life
Go out in a blaze of glory
Squeezing with my - tight
Young loc

seek what you said
Thoughts turn to things they just started in my head
Can't get out my head, so I'm leaning on the edge
Yeah, food for your thought,

worked upon my mind
The wailling took possesion of me
Why was I wandering alone in this city of the dead ?
Why was I alive ?
When London was lying in state

inside that mind
Don't disrespect the Captain
Why you all on my line, you made ya life
That karma happened
Nigga spitting at 50

But beefing with me
Cuz

the lights flash bright
And the crowd screaming
Come up out ya corner
And the bout begin
Get ya hands up guard your mouth and chin
Saved by the grace breaking

Alright
It's just time I got some shit off my chest
So this one's goin out to you Samantha
I neva shoulda gone afta ya
You're a disasta 
And I neva

like mine
Her voice is really nice

Yeah, this is my friend Ray
My best friend Ray, who I gave the shaker that he lost

And we were hanging out and I was

Yeah yeah. Real hip hop only
Suprimo asked me to come to bat
So I hit a home run for fun
And I'm never striking out
Yo this EP is almost done
Started

but I got my mind playing tricks on me
Putting it in a state of unstableness, making it dangerous homie
I'm attracting only trouble, so that ain’t good

Hi
Where am I?
Yo, where am I?
Yo, where am I?
Somewhere that's nowhere
My mind is evrywhere
Just a kid that's narcissistic
All he's got is himself

only wish to have myself a damn collective
But no-ones on my wavelength
Only wanting w- over pay-checks
Get your own brains checked
And we were born

Play dumb, get your face stuck in a bass drum
(Nah) Get your record found in a skip
I'm outta my shit like them
Kids in Round the Twist
I'm out for

the sound, check out the sound

(Jam on it)

And don't ya hear the sound
Jam-On is gettin' down

(Jam on it)

Allow me to introduce myself, my name is

I don't wanna get dressed
Sometimes I'd rather die
My heart steals all my blood
Out from my body as it tries
To find that middle ground
In our two

pokemon slaves
To their service, no purpose
They're out of their minds
I'm not just a puppet, I strike back
Got your fate in my clutches, no life hacks
I

so tired of livin' this way
Demons they cloudin' my mind and
They draggin' me down into madness
I cannot stand it
Reach for the trigger to pull it

a fuck 

My blood is flowing 
But my mind still feel stuck 

You see me smiling 
But my heart still feels numb 

I can't get over you 
Cos you left a hole

much I can't see the haze
Man I can't find my head think my mind ran away
Smokin' on potent don't sniff on the ye
No I can't fuck with the white girl

the texture of my soul

You Just aim to please,
I'd rather get high off my disease
They say fruit fall not far from tree
Father's still in prison, wonder if too

Fail once, succeed twice, then retry
Get up, what, get up, what, get up, man
Fail once, succeed twice, then retry
All faith, but no work? Then you

who
Had it figured out fuck it
I’ma get this world upon this dizzy shit
Smoke weed and teach niggas
About the willie linch
I will never turn my game off

nigga marylin
762s tackle like a lineman
Yo bitch a she got G’d by 5 men
Middle school, you get stabbed with my pen
This ain’t Madea my bitch call me

realer, he just rappin
Sliden on a Ski, that's how my Drigga trappin (That's how my Drigga trappin)
Always on the run like Lenny Kravitz
I live by the law,