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the Den
This where the boys turn into men, nah
We can't be friends
'Cause we is a fam', we makin' ammends
That is a lesson learned
But we know the blessings

forks knives

Made em wait for my next album
Please don't press me
I've been writing down my bars
They think I'm texting
I got bored rapping
Onto the next

great men are big stars no working hard (no working hard)
And the simple man who always works can just die
Without name, totally shameful, forgotten by

Hip Hop

LL Cool J

Mr. Smith

1995

that'll make ya turn it up
And I was in the cut, chillin' in my drop-top Benz
with friends, loungin' with my mens, laughin 'bout all the ends
that I

afraid of, I was embarrassed by
Don't be lured in by pleasure-seeking distractions
By weak men and women
Sin will take you further than you want to go

men are there
We make certain they're armed
The curtain falls, his reign will end

Madness!
I'm not so sure, not if it works
This is madness!

Red blade with the wind, rain
Ima sensei by the pen way
Ima kick it, not Lui Kang
Like a centaur, with a feng shui
With low top and a flute playing

Red blade with the wind, rain
Ima sensei by the pen way
Ima kick it, not Lui Kang
Like a centaur, with a feng shui
With low top and a flute playing

Listening to Britney
Her new album

Back to the Noughties
I went from 8 to 18
Everything from a nightmare
To Beyonce sweet dreams

Moved from Brisbane

of roulette
Your album don’t sell now you major in debt 

I come out the woodwork to kill em all
Listen really you should work
Go get involved 
I ain’t tryna

this needs addressing
Like any artist with my craft, I work hard
I thought you would understand but you was focused on the car
(Are you stupid?)
I

let go of my own

I dropped an album an album with friends
A tape with my brother an album again
Hung out with my idols, them turn into brothers

indie records show up in a W-E-A box?
By saying your independent, you belittle the whole movement
Real emcee's work hard, ain't got investors to put out

on any beat
Make your comments talk your trash
I'll still keep on tossing my raps
for you trash men to collect
you aren't experts shut your traps
I'll

Won't come if there's not a fee
And if they try come stoppin' me
I swerve both ways, dichotomy
I like women and men (Yeah)
Work so fuckin' much, need

I do I'll miss the things passing by
I know, I know just not to go and close my eyes
Cause if I do I'll miss the things passing by

I'm all talk

only work in mania
If you in my proximity, I'm gonna murder your album's release date
All of them praying I retire
What I got in my notes app could feed

To see temptation at my door

Uh, skinny jeans and dainty chains
Flowy shirts, I'm throwin' merch from off the stage
So I guess I know what works, and it's

must think that I'm some prick, that sound just like a fib
Stop rapping bout your friends work, and tell us what you did
Family function back and forth

But they either doubted me
Fucked me over
Or robbed me
Or hurt me
Or abuse me
(Gasp)
Those were my friends and family
Who became by enemy's
So what if

a relief invaluable 
To see the fruit of your work
People expectin' your album to drop
That's what keeps me fresh and alert  
Seeing somebody relate refills

done by the 9th of may
Gotta write the song by the end of the day
Convinced if I’m late, it’ll will mean my dismay 
Album released the 5th day of June

to work around
Correcting all my friends
Makes me not want to have you around
Incapable of letting anyone be right
Then question all the rage like why we

a psychic
Shoutouts the HS that's just how we like it
It's funny how life works
Met a friend through a friend back in high school
Caught wind of their work