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in the eighth round
By spelling breakdown
From the beat & the rhyme tone, jump in the cyclone
Styles, yes i know
We're the ... team, maxime....
Put 'em

'em open
I wanna see when I peak my head in
Little boy with a dirty flesh
Think he need a cleansing (yeah)
Uh, my passport tatted up (Uh, huh)

Everybody got they own agenda
I stand on my own with antennas
Im peeping who don't want me in the picture
I got a decent homie in the system
A couple

fuck with my pen
Get the picture for you fuck with my lens
My whole damn life I been waking up well before the hens
Slept in the Acura so I can wake up

a mouth full a pills
My thoughts dirty as fuck
Talking murder and blood
Just be careful don't get none on the drugs
Talking taking it there
Not making

a blunt full of OG
Used to keep cupfulls of that lean aye
Dirty sprite was how I meditated
Ex pills had me levitating
Pain in me can’t separate it
40 Hollow

damn near cried for a picture
Look out for Kazan he a wild luh nigga
I really really ran miles to get here
No bowling but im from the gutter, raised by

that
We shoulda hung out but too bad you're hung now (Hung now)
Pictures on our walls pretending we don't see them
Condolences, no I don't need them
All

like a motion picture
We’re blinded by Smoke ‘n’ Mirrors
And lies that were told to give
A desire to go and buy
All the things we that can't afford
We're

Jazzy Bitch

U.N.L.V.

Uptown 4 Life

Demetrice, Evet, and Sabrina
Never gave you the low on this stank hoe
Katrina I seen her, walkin' out the Melph by herself
She's a bad bitch from Uptown who

Swear by the end of the week got the two on the bed and their both on their 4s
While you be liking her pictures I swear half of the time she be messaging

I’m 2-TONE born and raised in Roc City
Kodak took the picture but it wasn’t always pretty
I’m like Snoop Dogg yes back in the day
How he brought out

won't break
Playing dirty yeah I'm too sick with the word play
I make words that don't rhyme start rhyming like you're gay
Be on your way I'm a mercy

you cannot
Slide on me, turn me and my bro into codefendants
I get up with the right at the right time
I just be washing these niggas like dirty dishes

won't break
Playing dirty yeah I'm too sick with the word play
I make words that don't rhyme start rhyming like you're gay
Be on your way I'm a mercy

fighting my demons
When I look inside my eyes I can see em
So I just turn my eyes to the ceiling
Like fuck it, I'm alive and I'm breathing
Traumatized by

and say how you cared

0:23
[ Hook ]
Singing
I'm painting a picture , with every stroke it's a scripture to you
Baby I love youuuuuuu , come back to me
Love

ain’t no one stopin him pen monstrous flow microphone appocolypse
More  prophot than controlled by profits if you ain’t know now you Nostradamus
Do it big

a mystery, ooh you got me
Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me

I ain't picture perfect but fuck it let's paint this picture
I'm a man of God but

Mark my words if you go and get the vaccine sure nothing will happen right now
But they’re plan to kill billions of people by 2030 is in their plan

me feeling Rich Porter
True say I might step with Harlem
I'm a hundred with gang
And by myself I'm spartan
Them man doing up bench
Cause they

dirty, I can't Even talk about it
Money rerouted, I done seen a Million in my balance
I got millions in my balance, I Got millions I can balance
I'm

Intro:
You kno life can sometimes be about the bigger picture 
Jus remember to reflect back on your younger self the next time your lookin in

be skipping your shit like leg day
I've got dirty on the spoon like egg race
Still pop a one G-LOC on the estate
All they do is talk and make the
Real