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Queenie La'rouge

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Time is ticking I'm slowly losing my grip
If I don't get a hold of my self I'll mentally flip
Intense when I sit  pen in hand  words don't exist
I see em buying verses reciting them like a script
Doctor said I'm stressed only time would tell if it last
And way the worlds been moving no wonder im bout to crash
Cops on every corner more bodies becoming donors
That's the reason I'm a loner live longer inside my closure
Pen aint working I'm barely reaching the surface
Trying to find my purpose surrounded by souless serphants
In a world where they obsessed over perfect
I'm feeling flawless in my mind but the appearance is worthless
Can tuck and nip it suck a couple
pickles for riches
The ones who rather hustle and grind no longer mentioned
Ya top 5 equipt with the greatest writers
Masked behind a grammy cover up who's the biggest liars
Been writing Verses for the pay for a couple of years scared to show my face and be an artist and introverts fear
Yeah Im marvelous  still a starving artist on target list
Now they wanna bargain for verses before my stardom hits

It's too late you been past your prime
Still rapping like we wanna hear year 98 rhymes
Just give it up or get a surgeon to lift ya butt
So you can have your 15 minutes until it's up
Yeah you dead wrong if you thinking you hot
Just sell box till you pop now they giving u props
If you Don't play the game they gone off yo top
Just dumb it down for a while and the cash won't stop

Somehow i still manage to pen some literature
Aint even been in the game but rappers mirror her
She so inferior see its eerie how they delirious
Never had to settle for less hence why they curious
How she once almost get on stage with loaded lux
Get reposted by Papoose , now sway in touch
And Get advice from daylyt to never show too much
Bars on I-95 once told me just pull up
I Kept my eye on target aiming for stardom
While labels tryna bargain 360s that come with harness
And if I get it know we all gotta shine
Only the ones who put in work the rest could phone I decline
I Own up to mine game come with a price ima pay
Inspired by fame but I'd rather take the cash and escape
I'm a bad habit surrounded by plastic addicts In expensive fabrics
With extensive debt so tragic
I see em come and they go So Young and exposed
How they End up broke sold they soul for the gold
I rapped and I rose
See aint no coming down quick
Got em fiening for a taste some wanna inch in the dick
No whiff of this clit if you ain't bout yo business then go
flow frigid it's cold
The lyrics finally flow from the soul

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