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miles away so you can be my beacon 
Find it hard to talk but when with you I can't stop speaking 
Pour out all my feelings it looks like my mind is

is the rise, it’s too late to take action!
This is the rise, yeah
This is the rise
This is the rise
This is the rise
This is the rise
This is the, this

unloading
Watch out out of my hands now you know I can't control it
Ducking and dodging moving like the matrix in slow motion
Want me to turn down the heat

religious in the sense of blind worship
But find solace in the air of some churches
My worth is 
Not determined 
By skin or sin or origin
If it's open mic
I

me its okay
Out of the south 
Heading to The top
Better shoot your shot 
Don't flop 
This industry is cut trout
Niggas dying i can't cope
One day you

like a safe zone 
It is comparable to earth 
Birth contractions 
New earth contractors 
Intend to build a utopia on top of her after (Here after)

deserve to
Make it to the top and leave the rest down at the bottom
You can call me rotten
Talking all that shit but you forgotten
That as much as you

that I wasn't worth
Now you singing this pop song
Only felt the smoke cause the top gone
Telling you I'll make it when the songs start to pop off
Nodding

head rest
We all Trynna make it out for sure
How long will it take don't know
Don't watch that it's a process
I've seen so many signs like a protest
I

nothing bout it At the top of the world 
I'm Gay Imma shout it they may not like it but my family support it  
If you're a hater your vibe I ignore it I'm

timepiece
I top the shelf all by myself my niggas behind me
Guns you need mo cause just like the fish you can't find me, uh
Do-re-mi I'm singing to these

(Damn)
Wait, wait
I'm way too hot, layin' in my cot
Prayin' to God that I make it to the top
But I don't want the fame (Nah), I'm playin' life's game
Wanna

to break me baby
Kill me?
Really tho Who can I blame
I Put my heart And you take
I’m the source of my problems
Show love by pushing you away
God damn, God

My niggas are dead, talking bout
Benji, Ulysses, and Abe
I dream about money and Macy parades
Useless shit on top of shit
Bleed my blood I let it sit

figure
Whippin da pot til I whip me a drop
When it's hot, let down da top
And stunt on ya block
I'm doing wtf I want, like it or not
I make it hot, glock

it was inspired by Charlie Chaplin's walk. Lemon Barley: a fruit drink similar to lemon squash. Donkey jig: I made this up

Everyone has heard about

Ya'll know what attract the ladies man and ya'll don't even be knowin?
Cologne my guy, just smelling good make the pussy wet
Make it quiver, make em

like a love song good wine good food baby bon bon I could put you on fours take it all off by the beach you a tease in them photos break bread having

to feed the dog,
He spends all my cash on skins,
Chilling with his robot bros,
«Let’s go to metaverse and check  for robot hoes!»
And to top it off he tells

Cater
9. Gets heavier at the top, like a taper 
10. At least that’s what I heard, can’t take these ppl word
11. Ain’t do the shit themselves, think they

Wake up Sunny (Intro)

Produced by Canis Major

Verse

Why don’t you support me instead of somebody you’ll never meet nigga
Thought you knew me
It’s

back in the day
Everything I did Man fuck it I ain't proud
Ima call cam he goin lay your ass down
When I go out I take shots by the round round round

some better days, know ya boi got them rays, I been seeing it clearer
That's why there ain't no fear, to the top I get nearer, reflecting on shit like

just being a man about it baby, 
I don’t even care 

I gotta white bitch by the name Blaire
She like 2 sneak me in, call me Daddy, while Her Daddy there