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off the roof and break me a bone or two
Expose the truth, Get smoked by who? (Me!)
No one safe and no one go (Free!)
Sold my soul but no one knows

Man it's a dirty game so I gotta look mean
I'm a Striker Boy baby ima eat with my team
Aye
I'm finnah get in that mode
Make a few calls and they ready

Shining like a piece of coal
I'm empty but I overflow
The blind sun beats down on me

Falling with my feet on the ground
I'm screaming but I make no

I haven't been hungry for days,
I bet you can tell by a look on my face
When no one sees the flame that keeps me up at night

I'm dreaming over

This Means War

Rizzle Kicks

Roaring 20s

2013

kids it's all about faith in what you're making
I need more than these pre written pages
And hormones make me want girls to get naked
I don't want

to make her alright
I make the lines I'm high
Vitamin C, imma die (Bye, ah)
Find me I do not reply
I know they wasting my time

"Man drop that shit for

This Nigga hell bent
I'm tired of doing the same old shit that niggas did
I'm tired of living a life set out by y'all for me to live
The plan was to make

Trying to survive man
This is what we got
For the whole year of work
Alright man
In the end
Before we think of things that we miss
Let us understand

hoping that my own lyrics will help with getting by 
Only here for making a difference oh man I better try 
I know that I'm not someone perfect I hope you

but i feel its so exhausting 
they ask me how I’ve been but were never really talking 
feel I can’t connect when they asking all these questions
wonder

months
No years nigga
You got ears nigga
Do you hear that shit you be saying
You gotta be playing
I rap the shit that make people say they proud of me man

How's man like you gonna make me a convict?
Level of a felon when I've done nothing wrong
Blood on my hands but I don't know where it's from, oh
You

Party hard kids
My existential crisis
Waits for no man or woman who can tear me from my vices
Can't stick the landing
We've been planning this

'cause son, GOD ain't him

Let me tell you 'bout the story of when I did, 
Got picked on by another kid, 
He was like 12, I was 'bout 10
Didn't kno much

getting settles

Call me Iron Man the way these bitches assembled
Show up to my door but they ain't got the credentials
Tryna fuck me good but they don't

on three
Bitch it's the man with a plan for his whole team
I make it sound like a band, By my lonely
Countin' it up, by the band with my homies

No two for

warnings the ones that I would take a bullet for without hesitation that’s says a lot about me as a man and my dedication I used to keep my bitches in

progress fuck love Ion need it man that shit fake
But I’m in love with that pussy let me clean yo plate fuck you good disappear I’m confusing the brain fuck

you carry this baggage
I got me a Pacific person to cross the Atlantic with Been crossed by my mans and them, heartbreak and abandonment
Most things

y'all at, no, I can't even fuck with them
I cut all them goofies off, you see me up a couple bends
I don't got a lot, a small circle, got a couple mans

I

Man I feel like an idiot, so full of bitterness
Watching myself in the replays
Hearing me say, I would make it there in my own way, at my own pace
So

even know me
They wanna talk about me when they're somewhere safe and cozy
Got a lot to say until they're standing here before me
Spray flames that make

the lights kinda
Sipping that purple potion
Man i feel like a pelican
Ain't nothing more dangerous
Then me and the pen
Bible verse just to kill the curse
Eff

the one who makes you cheery
You know me man, sincerely
But shit was getting too dark (too dark)
I was starting to lose heart (lose heart)
Always hesitated