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for finals report sir
More or less a Forest forager
With Coors in his court
Lo Cunto De Li Cunti
In its native tongue of course
More a reader than

and see
Everything that there is
Was once made by someone
Just as sad  as you may be 
One day some day
We are here, in this time
Space and place
We are

Arcade

Build the bridge if you want, I'll tear that shit down,
Ride high, flying by, dive until I hit ground,
I'm standing on you, sit down,
Verbatim till

to work around noon
See I don't really like to drink but I still do it sometimes
It's my silly little song but trust I'm nice with the rhymes
I got

Hey, you. I'm talking to you
The one in all black, screaming from the back what you've been through
Spare us, we really don't care, cause you've had

anxiety
Takes a hold of me and hides the person that I'm trying to be
I'm supposed to be an open book and quite sociable
So should you expect me to be so

the vehicle you know that I whip
Some cream, a little green, and the finest of bitches
Just a couple of beans from Robotnik's machine
With a side bowl of rice,

the m's baby yeah
I want the m's baby I'm tired of this little bit of money Tired of grinding just to cop a fit
And hit the club like I'm stunting
I want

Surrounded by the crowd that wants to see me drown
Thought I found another way around it
But I fell, hands down
This empty town is feeling like a cell
And I am

and breaking time
Im doctor Stephen Strange.
Using a book to make my rhymes (ugh ugh)

Ill go faster 
When spitting rhymes
Harder 
When writing lines,
Feel like

Is
Seqiuentally
You ass gettin aired out by the boss
So kick rocks or burn blocks
Or sumn
Go read a book
The compound effect got me like

and get yourself a brand name
Looking for wisdom I think I know where you can cop it
There's a little black box that you keep in your pocket
Old busts
New

I been going on dates but I make 1 little mistake and then that bitch gone end up flaking on me

The dating game is hell
And if you black with no tats

cupboards
Decor for the poor
Her ass is flat but at first I didn't notice
I was distracted by her flagrant psychosis
Hanging splatter paintings, three line

at 11 steady shooting by 15
He bought 2 bullets 3 came with the clip
Threw it in his book bag
Class came with the trip
Up north bus trip commensary is

the pain get killed cuz we black
Hop out
Got gang in the back
Talk loud
That nigga shuld rap
Go
I gotta shout out the Lo
Ran down caught billy no goat
Pop

born a degenerate freak
Nah, something has to fuck up your brain
For D, it came down to one fateful week
When he got mind-fucked by anime

Grandma's

life guaranteed that it ends
Are you finding the comfort that comes with accepting
Are you stung by a sense of regret
Cos this world just a little glass

(Who you talking 'bout?)
Only one time get life
In a book they left unwrapped
Write about man living up dem pads (Walking right)
No rape suspect, man is

but baby I ain't dumb
So if I catch you fuck another nigga, well baby we is done
I been through some breakups and I got a fuckin black heart
I ain't

the face changing skin tones
Kissing asphalt  that's a new low
Soaking in bath salts for that glo
Hear no evil I'm the black Van Goh

Head chief serving up

of medicine and it never helps!
Day by day I'm struggling against myself!
Tell me every type of advice that I've heard before
And nevertheless it's getting

We rage in our cage, never leave unscathed
Try to step to us, leave you crushed and dazed
We're tough enough, can't be cut by blades
Better be

me that ain't for me
But I was hooked by the black and the chrome
So I was back in my home
In the books practised tags on my own
Graduated from