Rotten Flex (feat. DJ Corndogg) [Single]

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Lost Minded Poet

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Ride the swift, power nap, warrant risk, another relapse
Use the sun to tell time
Hustle during rain or shine
Grind!
To make this madness comfortable
Mask worn by the miserable
F*ck the world I'm untouchable
My birth was Gods fumble
Going hard until my body crumbles
My whole life my goal was to flip heaven from hell
As long as I can tell, only lies come from hell
What a country
I wonder why but it gets confusing
I just sit and write poetry, and try to live poetically, justice for the unjust ed, was fabricated, so came the injustice
F*ck the public
That's down for being a subject
Forgive the mindless, and the soulless
Where still human, people, community, culture
F*ck your photoshop pictures
Build on by assumptions
Love each other for each other
Forgive and forget?
Yea, nonsense, cuz where to human to process simple changes to end nonsense
Repeat
Insane
Pain
Never change
Trauma
Rage
Trauma
Cage
Trauma
Pain
Heal
Change
Only way
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Rotten flex
Cause a reflex
To your neck, like a necklace
Ya fake as fucked with no real game
Rejected
Truth side effects
The real became infected
From the place they all hate
128th!
With that rotten, rotten flex
Cause a reflex
To your neck like a necklace
Ya fake as fucked with no real game
Rejected
Truth side effects
The real became infected
From the place they all hate 128th
With that rotten flex

I'm seeing humans as stop signs
F*ck a shot I'll just snort a line
Fresh fit but my shoes untied
F*ck a job I stay high
On the block trying to get blessed, to become unstressed
As my demon repossessed, back on that quest
To unaddressed
The problems that got me here in the first place
F*ck the world I go at my own pace
Hard to retrace when you misplace your fucks in the fireplace
Common since turn to ashes
Shadow in the cockpit
No trace of time
F*ck a reason why
For hours where just talking shit
Randomness only exists
F*ck the good I stay posted
Almost out of drugs got to hustle can't lose focus
Stay turnt on
128th!
On smith st
By the gay church
By the offices
By 12th st
So lost can't feel my feet
Levitating with I speak
Still can't find a place to sleep
Looking crazy when our eyes meet
Only want to ask for help when my actions lead me to nothing but an epic mission that sadly ended cuz I got Distracted a Zombie with ADD
Dead but want to be everything
Save everyone for price
Just to f*ck my life
Raw and dry
Finally close my eyes
Where I do not know
Woke up with nothing
Back to square one
Boosting from the

Rotten flex
Cause a reflex
To your neck, like a necklace
Ya fake as fucked with no real game
Rejected
Truth side effects
The real became infected
From the place they all hate
128th!
With that rotten
Rotten flex
Cause a reflex
To your neck like a necklace
Ya fake as fucked with no real game
Rejected
Truth side effects
The real became infected
From the place they all hate 128th
With that rotten flex

As I walk the streets just to reflect
From times we all connect
To many disconnection
From relations
Which help turned pain into
Still my heartache from the transformation
From brown to blues
From a pack to now less then a few, Homies that keep it true
As the angels guild us away from the human zoo
People disappearing
Wishing they change there ways
Till you find em dead no remorse from the normal slaves
SSI have to wait
Diversion please give me a place
A group home with the same dogs I ran with in the first place
Why do you treat us like waste
Get off of D,O,C, to become a metal case
Only fake love and hate, motivate hate what wrong with this place?
I'm so confused?
No matter what I'm always used
With no time to connect the clues
F*ck you bitch I rather use
Since kids we was outcast
Grind to only crash
Miss taught so we don't last
How can one have patients when living fast
To all my dawgs that are gone, cuz there were living for the moment
To all my queens that OD cuz they were lost hope-in
That an escape will open up
But no, where just stuck
From a nigga to a cluck
Resources are only blessed with those with luck
To come up from the bottom you have to learn to build
Hard to build when the game strip you from your will
I refuse bow down to a bitch
That judge cuz I'm sick
No more pain when I take a hit
Psychosis Bandage
Made to not be fixed

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