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Sinful Sousa

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F*ck that
I ain't ever going back
People wanna criticize get off of my lap
I'm sick of being told what to do and who to be
Tearing down all the propaganda that I see

F*ck that
I ain't ever losing track
The names and games of these fuckers talking smack
Imma bring the pain
I am not ashamed
I ain't gonna stop till I'm in the hall of Fame

F*ck the critics
F*ck the cynics
F*ck the rappers with the dumbass gimmicks
They told me to get out now I'm back up in it
As long as I'm in the game I'll be winning
Grinning
Smiling
Government got my docs filing
Call from some labels you can hear the phone dialing
Walking with swagger talk about styling
You see me in public I ain't hiding
Just surviving
You see my star shining
Yeah it's rising
But during the rise there are mountains that I'm climbing

F*ck that
I ain't ever going back
People wanna criticize get off of my lap
I'm sick of being told what to do and who to be
Tearing down all the propaganda that I see

F*ck that
I ain't ever losing track
The names and games of these fuckers talking smack
Imma bring the pain
I am not ashamed
I ain't gonna stop till I'm in the hall of Fame

The roads that I pave
Is the future that I paint
There's blood in my ways
Like there's blood in my face
The lyrics from the stage
The ink that's on the page
Is the pain that stains
People won't feel my pain
Cause everyone is the same
Same voice
Same clothes
Same beats
Shit the same nose
Same flows
Same blow
Everyone I see is the same as their bros
Same jokes
Same roasts
Same boasts
Same ghosts
Same tombstones
All these fucking clones
Every other girl I meet is the same fucking hoe

F*ck that
I ain't ever going back
People wanna criticize get off of my lap
I'm sick of being told what to do and who to be
Tearing down all the propaganda that I see

F*ck that
I ain't ever losing track
The names and games of these fuckers talking smack
Imma bring the pain
I am not ashamed
I ain't gonna stop till I'm in the hall of Fame

I'm sick of these spastic Caucasians
I'll be bringing brass knuckles to their faces
People changing in their places
People hanging onto traces
Of the past that erases
Over time it's cremated
Over time it keeps fading
Over time this gets draining
Y'all don't hear what I'm saying
Y'all say you listen but you're playing
Hear the message I'm relaying
Stop all the fucking hating
It's people that you're training
To be your replacement
Like a copycat
Man f*ck that
Man f*ck rap
F*ck this track
F*ck a plaque
F*ck this whole game I ain't gonna take back
F*ck this game I ain't gonna take it back

Man f*ck that
Man f*ck that
Man f*ck that
I ain't ever going back

Man f*ck that
Man f*ck that
Man f*ck that
I ain't ever losing track

Man f*ck that
Man f*ck that
Man f*ck that
Everyone's a copycat

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