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This is your
Here I go

I don't feel like rapping no more either you trap or you ball
Get fast or you don't bitches smashing them all 
Pass in flashy

kid's aborted-
So asta lavista
Bitch, I'm not teacher
But I could show you
How to swing for the bleachers
Cause all I ever did
Was be competitive
And use

a blessing, don't take one for granted
Can't be looking for pity cause we all dealing with pain
I do my best to cope and take all the stress off my brain
My

I had to find a fuck to
Pretend to give, (uh) put you to sleep with a
Mattress, a pacifier and a sedative
Swing for the fence, your ass is grass,

pain
Mood swings got me feeling things that make me wanna disappear must be sad hear
Or maybe no one really cares all I do is hope for love but I feel

In the scriptures I read we are mix with something different
Don't be belittled by niggas who couldn't tell you the difference
My essence I learned

niggas that I cam from the trenches
I be spraying clips and no I don't be missin
I got all this pent up anger and I don know where to send it
don know

four let it swing
Super sport I ain't fucking with them (mustangs)
I'll blow your doors got the horse by the reins
Soaking up the game that the OG's

Told you all about when I had psychosis
Feel a lot better right now when I wrote this
Minds on track I've got a new focus
Son's on the way I know I

my god i got chopped by a demon
You can run all you want ima follow the trail of the blood that you dropped on the cement
We all gon' die off one day

legs
Take a shot
Maybe try to bite instead of bark
I spent my life living in the dark
Now I turn vision into landmarks
Brick by brick I'm building up

step in the ring (Woo)
Throwing some hits
And I give a good swing (Pow, pow, pow)
I go pow, and these bitches go wow
This boy's getting blinded by all

wearing hatred on our masks
Let's carry on, put all your eggs inside that basket

Swing it round, until that wooden handle snaps
Sort 'em all out and only

You be meeting other guys while you pretend to
Be at your home sipping on wine all alone
Girl, I know when I'm overseas making that dough
You be

leave a message half past three
I guess we both can't fall asleep
Stop the fight and you can swing by
Make a shape on the stars in sky
Or we could watch

don't trust you
By yourself feeling like nobody really loves you
Gotta stop the drug use this what the drugs do
Welcome to more than music
Listen

so high, it's like I'm a pilot

Inside your city and it's by design We do some shit, you're not even invited
I swing greatness with every rhyme I do

think He a kingpin
cin't no getting through to a know it all
They hadn't talked in while then one day shorty get phone call

Hello
Hi uh, good afternoon

Anymore
Anymore

You really stopped caring huh? 
I can tell by the way move
That freaky life don't scary now?
I can tell it ain't much u won't do

You

and fill their coffers
Boris is a cunt
And he waddled to the front
Cos his followers are chumps
And they swallow all his junk
And his promises are bumf

a mystery
Put it on her smile like it's sponsored by Listerine
White girl dropped in, good listener she start tripling
Bend that corner like a joint, we ain't

the dead, yeah God taught me (God taught me)
Grew up on Jon Keith and Monty and Andy
And learned all these problems can't stop me (coming in hot)
Life

all the niggas had to commit
Cause if I had to bring it to a tee, just to make it make sense
Be on the phone just for hours, while they taking offense

call
Make tunes outlasting all, classicness like Biggie spit
I like her but she shows me no love gives me the snub
I think she's intimidated by this