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In the dark room
Middle of the night
The closet's door
Is now in sight
There's a dream
That you can't survive
Down the hall
Lights out tonight

pure white
Making songs I get right
Talken down it's on sight
You know I don't really sleep at night
Imma vamp knight
Trance club, baby come on hit

Straight outta shamalgan, he is one of a kind
If the world’s against him, the universe is on his side
Deep inside of him there is a fight like kimura

the sheets
You really reaching, but you outta reach, huh
I cut you off, you act like a leech
You think you a city girl cause you see the sand on the beach

admit
I'm afraid of what the world's gon' give me
Always fired up like a chimney
Material life won't fix me
Still I'm buying everything in sight like

But can't even get a press
I've been running up these checks
We the realist outta Canny fuck the rest

I got ------- cueing up
We were serving 8 ball's

we snuck cuz they runnin a muck
You run outta luck, know that you cannot steal my spot
Erase you with no Glock
I take the head off the Villain
If it

and you learn today
Name a time that I ran away
Bitxh you kant
I outta slap you in your face
For tryna say Im some I aint
But I dont beef if it dont Pay

I'm moving so smooth i can't end up a target
Niggas are bad and they bougie like my bitch
No good intentions in sight i can smell it
Energy heavy in

cookie-cutter carbon-copy clones

You brag about your freedom of speech
But it's already drifted far outta reach
You say you've got the God-given right
But when

time, tryna tell wrong from right
Cause this sacrifice just won't suffice
In sight, man I've been tryna improvise
But it all feels to be in spite, my eyes

outta-sync
Our communication like Ajax it took time to realize
But I know that I cannot play that I was mad and I slipped
And I spoke and I hate that this

the first place
Dare you to catch up to me
Listen up, all you wannabes, get outta my lane
Fuck all you posers, stay away from my domain
My whip's so

feel a way
No opps in sight when i’m with the gang (uh)
My homie done took ya chain 
Had a diamond test it, and yo shit was fake 
And yo shit was fake

ready to fight
For the right to be wild and free
With no troubles in sight

There’s no chains that can hold me down
It’s not some kinda phase
When you

a sermon preacher
They tryna learn my words but I'm a German teacher
Butcha runnin outta breath like they burning reefer
Fuck a Vocal cord just plug me

before they turned to scholars
And the ones we calling crooks
Be the same ones in a collar
Outta Gotham down to Queens
Hours out in the heat
Could've been

Yo, what up
It's been a while
iBattleTV, H.O.D
We've been hidden in plain sight, a minute we've been at it
The curtains lift up, the vision's

bout, "You fake"

Been low, been outta yo way
Rekindling shit that was beneficial to me
I don't you need you fake friends, I got money to make
If your

projects
Wrote this 30 minutes, they all love my content
So he pulled me out the whip, talkin' nonsense
So I smacked him on his shit, outta context
Then I

bitch came straight outta hell
And I don't fuck with 12, I promise I won't go to jail
I done learned from my past and I ain't goin back, I swear
You

to change
It's increasingly dawning on you you're somewhere strange
So you say, here, any of youse need a beer
And you slime outta the kitchen when the coast

in my mindset
Wanna live a movie but I'm living outta pamphlet
Way too much to digest
Way too many options that don't last can't stand it
Haven't lost

go straight to your face
We'll strangle you, choke you, smoke you
And put you in your place we're a fuckin' army
We'll knock you outta space
Don't