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to wake you up
This shit's sponsored by Utica Coffee
Tell the truth, I'm doing my laundry
Tell some lies and you'll be sorry
Half of ya'll ain't heard me

work on my albums which one should I drop
Ima put this one out better hope it don't flop
Bitch you thought

Bitch I got a man purse and I'm shooting

up, the lights on this dude
I'm throwing missiles, under pressure- no assist too
Greatest to exist rewrite the list this only disc two
Blow the whistle,

and the nails by Sydney
Bitch I been bad since Disney had made Mickey
Let's see, they copy that is what gets me
I love my sisters down shoutout to Treasure

focused now
Yeah, I know I disappeared
I'm reemergin' now
Album down, but that ain't how I'm going out
I sue you for a settlement, you gotta reimburse me

Artist: Sycosis
Album: Find Me When You Wake Up
Song: No Secrets (SDF)
Credit: Written by Erik Roberts, Produced by Shayar
Recorded: Pots & Pan

they jump out 
I don't know if I could go through it again by myself 
I already know that the way it 'gon end will be south
If I tried to show you how

I'll be fine (I lied)
"Chi you pose to tell niggas you poppin"
I am just by telling the truth in my rhymes
Thought I'd be popping when I moved to Cali
My

having talks with Dad
Saw the bad coming
He brought me
I watched the water pass
Pops was tryna hault me
From having
Thoughts of a altered past

Passing by

draw y'all like playing cards
You don't want to be in that top pick
Y'all die when I say so
Read the album name we demonic
I write my life in that death

help you find the light
People are tough until shit gets crazy
I'll call they bluff, it's enough to go brazy
Leave them all slumped take they money

Trying to get me home
Before the street light would turn on
And the sky turned black
Because that's
When the evil arrives
'Nangs', needles and knives
How

a beacon of light
But now your wick is near its end, dog you fought a good fight
I started thinking bout the impact that you had on my life
Nigga STKHM would

getting loose
I was bred to be a winner
I will never lose
But when it comes to these women
Pull em by the twos
Fuck her all day and night and send her home

me put you in line like a sentence
Just let me light my trees, Merry Christmas
Continue to count my digits 
'Til my fingers filled with papercuts,

year
It is never clear
Am I ever gonna change careers
Or drop another album and disappear

Who knows
By the way, I don't do shows
I stay home and scroll

was dinner?" said,"Mine was great"
Had the salmon and beer, she had the wine and steak
Last album kind of late
That was my mistake
Shit was kind

a scrimmage 
I dropped the album got right back to work cause I ain't finished 
So f*** the intermission, keep the break I'm well replenished 
They playin'

sleeping in silence
I find comfort knowing y'all don't make a peep fuck a siren
As I'm speeding right by em
My flow so poseidon
They gon need to just wait

(Khrushchev)
More indie than that 1981 Sonic Youth rock
They say I’m light like Miller, (uh), white like Malcolm (RIP)
Say what you will I, (uh), might go

fools that I used to see.
No more clues that I had to deal with,
And good news:
I dropped an album that made me whole,
And it just was cool,
But little

release
So many lights around, felt like I was interrogated by the police
I was pointing at whoever, couldn't make out the voice I heard
The first question

Beyonce had the best album of all time
We running on stage, snatching awards
Like 30 deep Wu-Tang shit, we even got swords
Cats is old school, we fire with

percent of your advance when you scored a deal
You been hustling way too long to think that deal was non tax
You owe 5 albums so don't complain you still in