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You now get attention through your antics 
Repeat the same old lyric
Everybody claims to be the greatest 
I'm going through the wreckage all I see is

facts
Psalms calm songs over wrongs pipe and a bong
We Ride along n tag along Louis Vuitton Armstrong
Arm gone industry cut throat bit by a python
Lights

help I'm on my ones and man they hate to see it
Me, I just be working and writing up all these crazy lyrics
The coldest, man I'm working towards taking

from talkin
Hope that my lyrics are sparking the bulb up above the brain
Hope it ain't beats that y'all wanting
Cuz I aint movin the same
I feel insane

doing me
And I do it with ease
While I'm trying to get M's
So I'm flipping em sheesh
People don't get me
And that is ok
Shootin me down
And my lyrics gon

over my soul's position
I'm in my own dimension, crazy by my own admission
Forced to use the same tools, I'll find a way to hold 'em different
Never

it
Nothing nice but lyrics
We can get explicit over digits
Bro say that he with it
Anyone can get it
Anyone can see it
Might just have them twitch it

myself, I don't belong with the misfits

Hazy days, starry nights, wrote my lyrics
Put in words, the thoughts I couldn't express
I'm alright, don't you

wrong
Prophetic visions
Starting to see them too often
Poetic lyrics
Finally found out my callin
Might just lose my mind if they let me
Time for the green

par balles pour leur crane lyrics en pleine tete
Pour decompresser Shone d'Holocost joint plus canette
Joint plus canette joint plus canette joint plus

mad 'cause my music is loud
The next thing I know, I'm surrounded by crowd
A couple mother's walkin' over with the biggest of frowns
Start bitchin'

back
I love the smell of gun oil
The sound of the boom
But ammos hard to come by
Civil war soon
Why are my hobbies illegal
Well at least half way

Yeah it's Lyric
D Artist Dubb you ready
We wanna be used over here
Yeah
Lord use me
Use me use me
Lord use me
Holy Spirit come and fill me
Then use

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You turning heads
Oooh my
This isn't fair
They all call you the

La chica bonita
La chica

no fans
I did it all with no bands
I write my lyrics by hand
Just check the hype it's no scam
You know the popstar my brand
I keep it clean no Diane

Yeah
Live from the bottom of the map
With the buddah burning heavy
By the bottle of the jack
I been working daily man I never get a pass
So I gotta

for the clout
Judgin' by them replays, that real shit been in a drought
Let's talk about it
I was sixteen with big dreams and no streams
Comin' from

taking forever
America shooting up all the Blacks
Feel like these rappers a little too extra
And all of they lyrics be lacking facts
Bitch you ain't

I've had a lot up on my plate, all the hate that is spread in
From all the trouble it gets me, never feelin' accepted
To all the vulgar in my lyrics, if

when I'm shouting at the front desk
My lyrics look so pretty but they're not ornamental
You don't believe hit you in your teeth accidental
Plant a seed

a store I used to sit on the doorstep
Now my lyrics got their heads spinning like a vortex
I don’t need no offers, I don’t need no office
Do this by myself

get it?
I said I'm the Goat you ain't listen
But now you goin sit with the critics and witness
The greatness provided by Don
Rico the freak show my

By now the whole world should know my name Big B I be killing shit
Virginia done seen the grind but now the world gone witness it
The past couple

to change
Sick of where I am
But too tired to walk away
Sitting on the rooftop watching cars roll by
Hoping all the answers will fall in front of my eyes
Can