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to flip the script when I'm still writing the book
You walking crooked lines, biting rhymes and styles
Trying to get juice by vandalizing Wikipedia profiles

Heart In a Box [Explicit Lyrics] 

 

[Hook] 

Locked my heart inside a box I put my feelings in the past 

I been going nonstop I think im moving

the dumb shit that you do
Ya, lyrics ain't nothing to you
Prolly just rap cuz its something to do
And all you whack rappers must find your own lane
Cuz right

I love him and he loves me
And he makes good music

ALT CHORUS MIXED WITH ORIGINAL CHORUS
This is what my haters say
Every single day
Your lyrics were

though
Even though the wolves don't pay attention to your coming though
Who you know is writing clean lyrics but they nasty like me

Ooh he got game like

Lil Darius – Unwanted Lifestyle [Explicit Lyrics]

INTRO
They treat me like they don’t love me and wonder why im screaming fuck the world
They fucked

Cptn Cold Crush

Canibus

C of Tranquility

2010

like crumbs
Grab your tongue, shout, rip it out, then shove it back in your mouth
Now! Then tell you to spit it out
I spit about them lyrics my people

yo' wigsplit
Goin' off on any bitch like that
With a gat
That's pointed at yo' dome!
So give it up sucka
I'm down with Anybody, "Drive-By, muthafucka!!"

Quoting viz
He's just mad I can actually rap and spit real lyrics 
While he's busy gettin mad since I ain't commentin back to his last diss
Which by the way

the better
Know I'm strong weather the weather
Gold straight from the trenches
My soul push thru these lyrics
It's too real most ain't pose to feel it
Thru

(bravo)
Ils m'ont bien porter leurs petits
Yeux de biche, et s'sont brulé l'iris
Ils vont voir leur vie en fois 32 
Pile à l'heure de l'éclipse (on

Nelson lungs, they don't wanna smoke wit me
Better have ya funds, you won't ever smoke for free
Spill it by the tons, you can get the smoke for cheap

is thirsting but I feel fed up with worship
Feel I'm just repeating lyrics and not set on the person
Feeling empty and instead of searching for edible

Ghetto boys
Die by twenty-five
Or catch a quick three-to-five

From a young white Canadian
Wannabe G’s perspective
Baby baby
Reminiscin’ back
To when

of The Great Stones
What's hip hop without lyrics 
Like God without His Word
You can't separate the Two
Its inevitably absurd
I'm not saying that 
God and hip

Remember spitting some real lyrics 
That'll wreck shop  
It was all about skill and creativity
We were built for longevity
But now it's became like

Yo man is there like anything you love
What do you mean by anything
Like, just, do you love anything
I mean, I uh- Oh, I know

I'm in love with

I'ma call you bluff, call you bluff, call you bluff I'ma call you bluff

I'ma call you bluff, man, you ain't buff, man
You built like you got hit by

check 
Just like my sneakers

I've been patient- I Been waiting- I Been Scraping by 
No hesitating- No debating- I just take what's mine 
I'm devastating

you'll be regretful
Unmarked car in the rearview mirror man this shit suspenseful
You talk shit in your lyrics only bad for the instrumental
This chick

There are many ways to make pictures and letters and clouds
There are many ways to tell and show people you love them

Uhhhn...
All by myself eehhh m

Forces, a Drac, you can't fuck with me
If you want it come see who can test to me
By myself, I don't got no dependency
Get you gone with a check it's

or am I lost in a fantasy’s Ha ha 
I’ve got a bastard soul locked behind the lyrics that I write are you listening 
Cuz I’m only gonna say shit once are

Grown so much in a year
You can just see by the look on my peers
You can just see by the look on my enemies faces like "how did he even get here?"