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Again
Stepped inside the mind of fear itself I'm
Paralyzed from everything I felt I
Realized I'm by myself I'm
Way too scared to ask for help I'm

burning up inside in your heart you know it’s right
Gotta keep my focus tight sights set on the moment right
Stay present and hope you might blow up off

vinyl albums by the crate now that's great
it was a bit late for a clean slate
filled up the chalkboard it was time to erase, uh oh
sometimes the biggest

thoughts harass me, but they don’t ever ask me
How the fuck I feel, it is more like what’s the deal?  

Where’s your fucking record deal? When you gonna make

to my mind without rhyme or reason
Dive in the deep and I've found my breath
Now that I've given up my pound of flesh
Cause everything that swims, must

album, in one night
I just wanna make things right

I just wanna walk in the path of light
Right hand to God, yeah, shining super bright
In this very

looks back and see i messed up
Boy from the 305,  he was a stretcha
Flashback 16 years later, figured he's a stresser
Hate everything i make,  i could do

and I feel your hand
Tip-toeing up my thigh
Hesitant
And it's summer
And it's one of those days
So I take your hand and lead it the rest of the way
And I

couldn't tell by your demeanor
And your court serving love like a young Serena
Your take on this situation's astonishing
No one cares about irrelevant

Malik Roberts' art
I can throw stars at the ceiling but can't make space in your heart
I know the part I played, I live with it all
I regret, I

a lot of stuff
Lets put it all on the table
This how I'm callin' your bluff
What, what

Best of 3, point game
Im up 2
You D up, I sink shots
Shit on you

find
To protect your neck - What I'm stuffing in your mind
Will connect and resurrect souls summoned by Divine
Time codes etched in the stars remind
Us

Keep your mind up, right there
There's no room for clowns hair
I been pushing four s
Ah yes
My arch nemesis, Perry the platypus
You're here for my new

rap death and the album is comin' stand by
Jason Chucky Freddy couldn't kill it its hard so eh! try
And then if I'm not the king of the mixtapes then

time, the money, the f**k
From dark to sunny, the highs, the lows
A lost and changed, it's strange how the future arranged

Keep up the pace, stay in your

You just rolling silent like you riding in a Tesla
Fuck a Subaru I pull up in a Audi and impress her
In my Solo Squad sweater, cuff your bird or I will

insane
You pop a pill
You pop a pill
You dream of dollar bills
When you make it they askin' how you feel
See me
Smokin' up feelin' so wheezy
Rollin' up

then and we still committed (Yeah)
Since Kindergarten, we ain't disconnected since
I had to put up a new fence around my mind, back in the year 2019

I'm Here

Russ

There's Really a Wolf

2017

to alter her perception of me
The older you get, the more expensive lessons will be
Gotta tighten up, move a little bit more militant
Comin' down your

miss the window it's closing
Never will it re-open
Go, or leave it
And clean up the mess you make
Sixteen mops you'd better bring for filthy floors
Don't

gifted

Wear your confidence on yo sleeve it's so obvious
So Obvious that i could could feel Your ambiance
While bobbing to this the beat
Counting up this

(Nope)
Tryna make all my beats like I'm Yeezy
I got caught up in the grind, almost lost my damn mind
So I'm sorry I'm a little uneasy
Aye, flick, flick,

fool
But I grew up a little knew I had to make a change
Music was my true love but that bitch wasn't paying
So I aimed at nine to fiving kept grinding

Daltron in the lab, cookin' up some fire
Digital rebel, spittin' truth to power
Hahaha, let's go
I'm the digital rebel, fuck your analog chains
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