Gotham (feat. Sham)

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Pablo Ruiz Picasso (25 October 1881 – 8 April 1973) was a Spanish painter, sculptor, printmaker, ceramicist and theatre designer who spent most of his adult life in France. One of the most influential artists of the 20th century, he is known for co-founding the Cubist movement, the invention of constructed sculpture, the co-invention of collage, and for the wide variety of styles that he helped develop and explore. Among his most famous works are the proto-Cubist Les Demoiselles d'Avignon (1907) and the anti-war painting Guernica (1937), a dramatic portrayal of the bombing of Guernica by German and Italian air forces during the Spanish Civil War. Picasso demonstrated extraordinary artistic talent in his early years, painting in a naturalistic manner through h… more »

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Desperate to be found
Bloodstains all around
Of my stupid boy
Uh, uh, from the S-land
Outside with less plans
End up in the back of a stress van
Cans get tucked
On food niggas it open up,
He got hit with a struck,
laid him down, never woke him up
Friend reminise in a dutch
Land of opportunity, niggas will set you up
Snitches stay up in the cut, eavesdropping
Whores fucking, trying to get they weave popping.
Need options to flee from this town
Feel like Gotham
With these bitches twisted love stories,
And twisted fantasies,
She's sexing me, but you her man to be
So the only plan is B
All my raps sick, yours cancer free
Question me all you want
Nina the answer sheet
I feel weak cause I'm still in this hell
They tell me I'm excellent, but I still ain't excel
Can you tell that a nigga stressing?
A nigga look the wrong way
I'm reaching for the weapon
And sending him to heaven
Maybe I'm cursed cause it blocked the blessing
Maybe a hearse will be my solution
Drowning sour pollution
I feel divisional between my family
I feel like life just really can't stand me
Don't need no ice or no damn Grammy
I need real ones beside me
That help me when I'm falling
Or ain't standing properly
I never stay down, though life tend to knock me
Cause I always bounce back ASAP no rocky
Uh, I'm from the S-land
I want it all and no last than.
Yeah, I tend to fall, but I never ran
I've been through it all, I ain't never scared
I be with them G's who've been everywhere
You ain't never round, you know you a square
Selfish with my love, I don't never share
Selfish with my love, I don't never share
Ain't no love on this land
Time to prove it, and I came in here for the retribution
When the tech is shooting, it wins
While your neck is losing
Further execution
Go to Casso for the necklace scooping
Yeah, we reckless moving
Scamming, robbing, welcome to Gotham
She's stuck in the 90s, If giving head is a problem
She wanted a free ride
Go hit Uber, be with some losers
Sitting chilling, waiting for niggas
Who sacrilegious
Sacrificing life, I'm right in front of they sisters
Sir, we gotta witness
Again, something we gotta witness
I gotta get this, this is up to me
In my prime, more of a known threat than you
Since I've been in, call me a drunk
I'm fighting off the gin
Like Tekken 2
Real shine, brighter than the outfits
On the recking crew
Same shit I come out with, I'm here
I'm checking you
See me as a force, well you're probably perception
GT or Porsche, exhaust double what you're letting through
Niggas say they raise me, look what you're stepping to
here is something you can't understand
I'll rip your chest in two
Niggas try to blame me for the same plots that niggas got in
That hole was dug deep enough for niggas to sleep enough
Land an opportunity to get shot in
They're snaking for bottom feeding
Sucking they styles, leeching
Screeching, screaming for wild reasons
Been a demon since I reached my zenith
Super saiyan, so don't try it
I'm taking weight off my head
I gotta diet
Smoke a eighth, then you're dead
Have fractions to fire
Bad traffic with liars
Bad aim with snitches
But I get the bussing
Hit like percussions
Never had a discussion
Just went off assumption
So I disguise it, customize it
Pop em, it's nothing
Get money, my nigga
Leave mil's in the coffin
You funny, my nigga
Chocolate drop, beamer
I'm looking like monkeys, my nigga
R.I.P. Harambe
Ya kid, I kid
Wig get replaced
Put ducks in the V like Coach Bombay
Depression sets in like marinade
I try to be an angel
But they try to do Barry White
Kill these motherfuckers
They funny
Jim Carrey face
Niggas talking records
They dummies
They petrified
Catching me, they clapping

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