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this far without no repercussions
So when they see we on, boy I bet you see me stuntin
Cause I played by the books, and never sold my soul for money
They

trouble
So try me and watch how a monster unleashes
I wonder if music is reaching
My spirit is weakening
I think that the evil I carry has gone a bit far
I

the east coast
Always surrounded by weed smoke
You can walk in my shoes when yo feet grow
Go to sleep late wake up early for this
I'm the one that wake

switch
Or like light bill went past due, turn off that shit 
Or like soulmates were born there right by my side
But then how much would I appreciate

spitting bars not catching words I spray
Had me thinking either way I will not stop if I flop
Not my time to runaway
My best ain't too far away
For real

When I feel like "fuck it I've had enough"
Might as well bury my head in the
Sand and run from the world
No music or politics, I'm done
With all

Circle gettin smaller by the day is the adverse effect
I go harder each and every day, is it worth it?
My folks feel like I'm missin, I be in and out

ain't know that by the way I'm playin' dumb
Baby show me how you hustle you won't catch me in the club
Probably thinkin' bout a hundred different ways

the music is fueled by the catalyst
And sometimes it's bound by paralysis
And now my muse is just challenges
You're like a daisy, I could talk about your

me i couldn't do it
No explanation for stagnation and pacing movements
Meet up with the homies for a way to escape any nuisance
Finding the right way

some shit
Take another wife
Hand me pure weed
Cuz I don't smoke spliff 
My friend said 
I drive like im from east Oakland
I got my niggas seas sick
From

Spirit felt floating, the gala left far behind.
A systemic warning is felt and dismissed.
Turn back
Ethereal
Recalcitrant
I move on
Warning is given with

stripes, from the Far East land of the rugged
It's like Gucci back in 2006 it gets real ugly
Dirty, humid, and stinking more than Ason Unique
Either you

mixtapes

I'm not afraid, take my face and my name, paste it on the front page
I'm already famous and you'll never change it by hating 
Or claiming

the porch you ain't there I oont need you
You ain't seen nothing them folks really lethal
I'm really stomping i'm feeling like I'm diesel
Call from the other

than a man
Here I go with these questions again
I'm impressing perfection flexing a pen
My god y'all get a pen and try hard
I know I'm the best by far

by fake people right?
But it turned out I was the fake one for believing all that bullshit
And being clouded by the darkness
I've made it this far in

on the far right
Where most of you are white
But you have something in common
With those who you view as problems
You both are scared of men
So you should both

you for accepting all my movies and my music
Thank you for an open mind with everything I’m doing
Thank you for tuning with CAGE 86 every time
Thank you

don't mistake any movement as some forward progression
I think its finally set in
I'll never get back my normal life
The kid from the holler that made

Missing Children

Cunninlynguists

Will Rap for Food

all over my face
Put your breaks on stop the motion
Robotic movements, rusted by the rain of my Father
Splashin' water out of gates
Flood

8:46 i look thru the list 
Of children of god police couldn't co exist w
I'm on my Medgar (Evers) & Malcolm (x) shit
Scribe by my lonely uptown in

have to ask myself who am I?
What kinda guy do I write for myself inside these lines?
Claiming east side to pines, Colorado is mine
But that’s as far

the movies and features they produce me in
Ride around in Beverly Hills, top off the coupe we in
My dreams are set a bit too far from the ones you drooling in