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streets
Peace to all the Mc's that see
And producers that set me beats
Let's be brief, it's about time that I
Fulfill these empty dreams

little thing
And so I cover all my problems, making other people sing it
In my lyrics, I don't like writing from the spirit
Therapeutic, but afraid that my

guitar? Have you
Ever thought about
That? What are you doing for
The world or for other people? Day
After day, hour after hour
Night after night logic

Me

smoke
I've been offered about a hundred zoots
Girls try trap me with bare youts
But I still ain't taken one draw
Girls chat shit, get a slap in the jaw
I

I lay my head in chaliced hand and bloodstains
Sick of being slave to what i can't change time time for me to face the trail with the faith

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I was waiting for the bus along with other school girls,
Watching beards on young boys growing into

Feels like I should tell you a little more about me
Maybe even let you take a tour inside my world
Guess it's time to take off the makeup and tell

an asshole
Just go about your daily baby, imma do the same
Ignoring lames at any cost, cause I’m too boss for games
They in my lane, I’m passing on the left

a rockstar, Savage and Malone
Give me hour and we'll start talking like Jason
Dirty with the lyrics but pretty when she dance on
It's her birthday and she got

racks
Survival of the fittest, know i gotta speak the realest
Know I gotta be the biggest, gotta watch out for them critics
This is my life, ain’t no time

before im buried in a grave
Ill time travel to the past now, stop holdin on boy you can see what youre about
It dont matter, its in the past now, you're

for snippets of my music
But I'm all about my bag I'm making lyrics all in school 
Me n' kam was making music before all this shit was cool
Got

chain then a nigga gone have to kill me
I put it in my lyrics swear to god you gotta feel it
I been snatching chains I been bussin' niggas brains
Take it

Coming up in it
Think it's a game? Line up a crim it
Witty with lyrics, they acting like Whittiker
We tryna break records just like the Guinness book

a reference
I heard that boy good I'm the best man
I kill shit in the room like J Simpson
Ooo they sensitive
Tive and yes men
In they ear all the time why They

I’m kind of unknown
That little gem
That you found on your phone
You saw me online
Stop wasting your time
You never with me when I’m on the grind
One

thing on my back man,

Need to talk about it,

Let's address it,

Let's address it yeah,

Cause I'm,

CHORUS

Demotivated,

Evil debated I'm,

Veering off

And rolling like Madman the way i see
And choking em
I see a fool and spoken one
So every time i notice one 
I'm going nuts and showing em
Why i am the chosen

dick is pwp
Pussy whip proof so she can barely get a nacho
Or maybe a jack n the box taco

Lyrics so cold my lips got frost bit
When I spit I' leave

to you 
Mmmm-mmm-mmmm
Haven't I been

Talkin game
Boy I'm earnest
Switching lanes on that swerve shit
Fuck, you lame, move the furthest
Man you think you

boy
Stinky head, peed the bed, got a belt, on the neck, gram on the insta-net

Gone off track for a little time English mental re-calibrate
Appreciate,

in our pockets still spending
Came here with nobody to vibe with
It's you that I'm trying to slide with
Come here, it ain't time for goodbye yet
Gotta

just ideas
A pretty petite poem
From the author of the night
Too bad you'll never know him
He wrote a best seller
A book that never was
About a boy who

splits like all the time 
I live in LA but I stand up for Jersey 
I can't hear your words and your lyrics can't hurt me
Some people say that my home state