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Writin' lyrics in my room, I'm dyin', but I'll say I'm fine
Deprived of love, am I enough? I'm out of luck, what the fuck
Keep it a buck, these people suck,

writing some shit that I usually spit off the top of my head with no pen and no pad
When I was a kid there's a site I'd visit to write down every lyric that

in the lyrics of the song
We taking y'all by surprise
Blood shot eyes, crisp sweet potato fries straight from the oven
Ya'll need some lovin'
Come our

it all over the walls
Bro
What
Good flow, but those lyrics were questionable
Want you to eat, just not off my plate
Talkin' to God, but I'm losin'

to sell Dope
Yea I was sad she told me i was broke
Cooked a new batch by myself on the Low
Made all these cash in two weeks I Was bolt
Fuck what what you

at the get down
We glad that your hear
Its clear
So get with the get down

Verse coming 2
Wildcards coming thru
Make like the ark come 2 by 2
Been here awhile

on a terrible path and want them all to witness. Greatness by force
Raising your thoughts passed the limit
You could feel it vibrate through your heart
Mannequins

for generations to come
 
They gone bite down just to fit proper,, I'd rather be standing alone 
Been shit on and stole from by artist’s way bigger than

Nimbus you saying that's super killed that I'm staying true to the shit by displaying proof I'm equipped for this
Uh, big difference between quickness

to damage
And sabotage you embarrassed
Your whole career is a scam
It's all just smoke and some mirrors
You don't even write your own lyrics
You still at home

question
Henny, tequila to flex (okay)
Few shots of the Henny I'm tipsy, I'm shmizzy
This shit got me textin' my ex (goddamn)

Smacked by 10:45
Got

Game cessation lyrics ponder with closure (Die!)
Now tell me what you really want out of this
The charnel, or burial of attention of your idol
Lease your

vision's been clouded by all of the smoke
My own worst enemy's the inner me
Tryna break free
Like I'm Spiderman in the black suit
Venom in my veins and my

of the rapturing
So when you factor in, everything else, it speaks for itself by answering,
Any question you have and challenging any opposing views at a rate that's

wanna have it all
I got what I need, do it for the family
Everybody doubts, we done did it by ourselves
We don't need nobody else

I done tried keeping

And when you go get faded, wanna be debated by yo barber (By yo barber)
Compared to Shawn, Wayne and Vince to complete the Carters
Been on the bench

right now

From the southern, sweaty brothers
Lyrics go harder than any other
Wet the gutters, heavy thunder
When I step out, they already runnin'!
Bought

mile a track whoever drives the hearse
That's when I go out and say by to earth
You need not only your feet to climb but hands
And upward corporate

the tracks their trains are wrecked with me

I simply live for the rhythm
Spittin' it I'm killin' the lyrics
Givin' it up ceasin' the scrimmage
City kid up lit

the city?
Bro you killin' me
Young nigga with the mind of man so ain't no kid in me
Bro you got to be kiddin' me
You can tell this is my destiny by the way

the beat drops
Watch what I got

Underrated, never to another rapper My style you can relate with
I make my own beats
I write my own lyrics
I don't use

to be enslaved
By the emotions in mind
I fear I may not make it in life
Fear I may not make it by twenty five
Be as big as those I idolize
But fear has

All saying the worlds watching quoting our lyrics
The Royal News, Podcasts, The BBC
Scotland Times, Army news, what a week
Interviews by the dozen

INCONSISTENT

I'M SPIRITUAL WITHOUT SPIRITS
EMPIRICAL WITH THE LYRICS

ORIGINAL, NOT GENERIC
MY TIME, I COULD HARDLY SPARE IT

MUSIC IS ESOTERIC
COULD USE IT