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supposed to be stuck to you
Ima tell you the truth if I seeing you all the time, ima get tired and not fuck with you

Cry on the inside yea yea so you

trapped in a box just stuck with my thoughts just busy reenacting
All the interactions I built up until I hit the question
Who the fuck am I and why am I so

Driving in the hidden hills, get out ya feels boy
Passin by opry mills, inside the 'Ville boy
Milestones get a mill, then get a billion
My hooks all

in the middle of this darkness 
Or something in between all of my harsh breaths 
Something in between true peace and a murderous contest
Who knows
My

in college
Bitch you ain’t making shit if you ain’t clever with your knowledge
Niggas ain’t in college dumb shit I don’t acknowledge
I demolish any

my fingerprint right on they memory
I feel like these niggas should be scared of what I'm finna be
Smoke clear I'm standing in the middle like

happened
I heard he got hit with the stick
Like it's Madden
You throwing shit on and
You calling it fashion
Hop in the whip and
I press on the gas and
I'm

It's a while we've been walking
I can't help but second guess
Like we're stuck here in the middle of some riddle
And I'm unimpressed

There's a dark

proof
Cause I ain't fucking around
Promise you that I'ma keep on shutting it down
Till I'm stuck in the ground for real
This ain't a get along great with

of the night. We did.

I wanted to show you

Me and Bo and Mel in the rehearsal space with no air circulating; so hot that the guitars and drum stool stuck to our

I don't think I'll ever quit
The way I come in equipped
I'm militant with this shit
Bosses know to keep a pen or two
There's the signature I got

the wicked no justice for the pious
No love for a thug no time for racial bias
You say that you're woke but you're stuck in the matrix
By the way don't forget

you?
You supposed have a plan, ain't you?
You stuck in place like plant, that's how they paint you
You told me the other day in the mirror that this

a question , stuck in my brain

I always ask myself, Gift things deep down
Are you right or wrong
Life is a journey, we should scary
Wish I had God by my side

don't feel so terrible

I'm feeling too young to die 
And too old to live 
I'm stuck in the middle 
With no foothold you see 
But there are sharks

Stay in the lane that I'm riding
I don't be moving in silence
Pull up with shooters and sirens
Shoot up the crib that you're sitting inside of
These

I deliver to a Beat
I'm so fuckin' cool, we side by side, you shiver in the heat
I spit this shit like a gift, so what you givin' to me
If I was

I'm in it
I grip it, it stiffens, and sits in the morgue
You sick of the gore
The illest to board, I'm digging a fork, and ripping a whores
Fetus out by

And there he was
A miracle baby
Born on the coldest day of December
In the middle of a spiritual warfare
Who brought joy and relief to all
Nasim

give a fuck bout who you Led by
I keep repping dirt with my head High
This shit is forever no deadline
I been grinding ever since I was Little
Reached

had
And now, I'm here again, stuck in the middle of L.A

But I bought my ticket back home
Cause if you don't, I won't care for you
So bye bye L.A
It was

shit, left, right, and center
Messing with me, shoot you, big headers
Burn in my light, stay with your demons
Stay in my light, watch for your demons

don’t just see you as someone I wanna get down on all fours
Cuz I’m just like you
Stuck in my head, just drowning in thought
Way too loud, gotta turn off

to war
Ain't you heard pen game
Is mightier than the sword?
Stuck in the middle
You feel fire in ya core
Every time you build one
We breakin' another wall