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I wanna cut this bullshit, yeah gimme a scissors
I'm drowning by fears, for some my decisions
They

to this
Can't sign to no label, they know that i'm true to it
Get stabbed in the back, look around like who doing it
Don't gimme ur trust if you know that

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I wanna cut this bullshit, yeah gimme a scissors
I'm drowning by fears, for some my decisions
They

but they not
These niggas crusty, musty, and they bars is dusty
Put they ass in a duffy
Funeral if you're lucky
And we don't do drive-bys
Scope

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I wanna cut this bullshit, yeah gimme a scissors
I'm drowning by fears, for some my decisions
They

I want you but I don't (I don't)
I wanna be alone (alone)
But when you're not with me (with me)
Then I start to feel weak
One day I'm up
The next I'm

asleep by 4pm
I've not bought any presents
And I've not got stamps for the letters I want to send
Oh my loved ones are going to resent

Me for not

the hold over? Gettin' pulled over from nine to one
I would rap till my voice start hurting, sorcerer tongue
Spread fire on the mic with a torch and it burst

dont know how long i got
I'm tired of workin' these nine to fives, find it hard to find the will to stay alive

Somehow I strive to survive till my time

instead
I went on I fucked your friend got the pregnant with my kid
You pretended to be your friend till her belly got a little big then you kicked her

chance we gonna lose, it ain't a fair fight
Get on my 50 and get us rich or I'm gonna die trying (OH)
I won't stop, baby, till we get to that spot, come

pow, pow
(Prrrrrrrr)
Talk to a bitch and she looks like a cow
She keeps on running and running and running
'Till she gets some fucking blood in her mouth

See me swerving yeah I'm spotless
(No dots)
Take a full stop when I keep the circle small
Cos me and the team we ball
Steady up all night from dusk till

All this bread, all these drugs got me searching for peace
Breaking bread in my head, you're not getting a piece
Ain't been fed, stomach empty, I

crooked
Tryna be grinding for diamonds
But you gotta do what people say like Simon
42 and you're still barely getting by man
Shit sucks like a girl still

They say they ready to die, well they ain't big enough
This rap shit I drop will clear your vision up
To all that hype and your rhymes you're not living

you see
Or if you see me at all, I won't answer a call
I'm on my.. business now till i get paid by the minute
I mean, I'm breaking my limits, to try

And you're watching me fiend like I'm chasing a dream
I'm slaying the dragon, but my body leaks
Know I'm hurting from harm and our apathy things
Thus thinking

I flew too high, escaped from reality
You know it takes some time
Till you're drag down by gravity
And all of the realizations
Nothing is as it seems

chess?
Cause you're moving like a queen with finesse
Got a whole lot of B's in your nest
And a whole lot of followers to flex with the whole gang
With

you shaking that booty?
Why aren't you moving? Why aren't you dancing?
Why aren't you shaking that booty?
If you've got big booty and you're not

lango and they hate it cause I'm brown
And that shows they weak minded and they never been around
Pop him with that big fye bet he won't make a sound
Got

Out on the highway, under the big sky
I'm dreaming of the places where the rivers run wide
Every mile I travel, every song on the radio
Takes me

saw you takin’ your hand from mine
Now you’re on your way
Taking yourself right out of my life
So that ain’t fair to me

You ain’t gonna ruin what I had