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getting mad again by 
clout chasing mannequins.
The fact that that is still a thing is
something I keep fathoming.

You gotta come see this.
You gotta come

im feeding the country with lyrics relieving they stress
Young and hungry need to get me more cheques
They put me on topics on headlines on trends
But

on the thrown right under is my initial
And some of these fake rappers they lyrics be artificial
Well Imma spill and kill I got my lyrics and my pistol BLAAWWOOH

are you to tell anyone what's a real MC please
Critics don't get it cause critics don't spit it
Clubs they never in it but quick to critique a lyric

leave you with a scar
Then Dump you in the tar
Hop in the Jaguar
Not on your radar
Cuz I'm the North Star
Don't try to follow
Your lyrics hollow
Mine are

bars when I'm faded
But you don't know me
Whiplash, Ali G in the house like Naomi
Cold, just like your homie
Soft, you gaze upon me
I sit back, lyric's

private
Y'all niggas got it
Y'all don't get it
Whatever they selling
I don't buy it
Wanna be thugs
2Pac clones
I'm more wallace 
I built this 
Brick by

song
I had to break up my girl I need to be alone
always bothered by the world can you leave me alone
I could see the thrown
My momma told me
I’m Too

money makes you cheaper
By now could roll up in a rover
But my come up is far from over
So I flip my money two ways
Through the 9-5 and lyrics on my page

My dope is not just Audio people sees it too like video clip
They said am very silly cause my lyrics gat them thinking 
The feelings are so real it

with the truth
How you think I get these lyrics give em fire in the booth

You don't believe then tell me how you feel
Only if you see it with your eyes

everywhere... the globe has got an eyeful
Fooling with their speech... don't be fooled by the leech
All they ever do is profit from the happiness you seek

When writin these lyrics
Don’t ever forget it cuz
Bitch I’m grown
Yea I’m grown
I do what I want
I know who I am
I just hit the blunt
Smoke another gram

the matrix, eyes closed, naked
Patron got you wasted, eyes red, hays lit
You locked cause girls tell now you spend days in
The jail cells pacing three by three

go
Cold feet stepping in the wet snow
I been real real from the get go
Max Michael on the track like a metro
By myself now
I don’t need nobody but

of your lyrics really rhyme, And you're surprised you never got the highlight
Keep it real don't squeal, 6ix9ine you revealed too much information for

feel me 
Through the space between cells I will invade your skin
I'll get trapped by the borders that describe your sins

And I'll sing
I'll sing
I'll

lyrics
I used to think my raps were good
I thought that they were peerless

I'm merely just a bearded irritated imitation 
Of these other white rappers

so hard
Ya heard me
LRN
They’d prolly love me more
If I had cap in my lyrics
I know they’d prolly love me More if I ain’t have an opinion
This shit in

this 
From my beats to my lyrics to the flow and that recording shit
I been working hard and I sat back and watched the show
But I live through all

vision varies
And life is trial by fire,  throwing fists with Aries
But revolution makes evolution, change isn't scary

Listen to what he sayin bro
What?

Your lyrics two (too) trash like dual garbage dumpsters
I run this like a pretty chick in a horror flick fleeing from monsters 
Omega beams I blast

I don't know too much bout that fucking illzone
My bud was supposed to talk about it on this beat yo
But his lazy weed ass couldn't write a lyric bro

Went to isolation, thinking that I'm so dumb
Used to write my lyrics, now I wanna steal some
Cause I feel so boring, used to feel like I'm soaring