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But that's okay because I've never been affected
By all the guys that are rhyming one syllable
Talking 'bout shawty, man you are not lyrical
If you spit

perceptions
So people don't dare to speak their mind anymore
You go against the grain, "we don't like your kind anymore"
They control what you see on the news

THINKING BOUT THE MEMORIES
I DONT THINK MY NIGGAS FUCK WITH ME
I AINT SEEN EM IN A MONTH OR TWO
LOWKEY I JUST BE UNCOMFORTABLE, 
WISH I WAS ONE OF YOU

BUT

the blunt im higher than a summit
I can do this sh** all by myself so i dont owe you nothing 
Shawty say she want the dick so ima put it in her stomach 

I

Power In the Tongue
By Stevie Skye “Steven Williams”

See my grandfather use to tell me that a man has 2 important things in this world, his tongue

And to evade the thought police
I've noticed that the most people
Are tortured by this disease

The number is one two and sometimes three and three
When God ends

can defeat me
This is lecture number two, "My Philosophy"
Number one was "Poetry, " you know it's me
This is my philosophy many
Artists gotta learn
I'm

lick up on my genitals
I'm just tryna vent but they will label me a criminal
For speaking out my mind and people tend to get all critical
Fuck that ima

life
Kind hearted individuals
In disguise as hardened criminals
Realizin their potential goes
As far as the hood'll take unless you take a risk
Whipping

without an interview
Minuscule little fools
You need to finish school
(yeah) Literal my ridicule bend the rules
I'm biblical criminal
Your imbeciles tossed

drinkin' liquor by the barrels
Barrels smoke 'em
Bullets soak in your apparel
I'm Sagittarius
So it's natural that I spit arrows
The watcher, I see proper
So

Holding hostages with atomic bombs
I come from a long line
Of this kind of people
I represent a third generation of evil
It courses through my blood
This

of Ireland
Uh, I can't remember the next line
Uh, you resemble Peppa Pig, kind of

Before the gentleman of crime begins
I'll give this spineless prick
A chance

the wave (yeah)
Like Afro Samurai the way I live by the blade
The criminal kind
Niggas get clapped for they cake
(ba ba ba ba) half of ‘em fake
I don't hear