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I've gone crazy again
This is my planet, never lazy again
Plan set in granite, momma save me again
I can't stand it, I'm failing again, I need an amen
I'm on it, God I heard you, f*ck inertia
I need a change, need to be a better person
I been flirting with enigmas on the surface got a stigma
Don't deserve it, that's the sickness
Got these bitches, all around me, think I'm finished
But I isn't, I'm all about it, my suspicion
Trying to hold me back, from these riches in addition
They withhold the facts, live fictitious it's ridiculous
I'm a baller, I'm a boss, I got the sauce
No one harder, bitch you soft, shit is false
I'm a businessman, everything I do is written deep within the plan
This is true, that ain't you, nah
I'm on point with a ballpoint, I hear you choking
You need to quit like smoking, and stay off joints
I anoint em, and you annoying, it's disappointing
When I hear your voice come on a beat I can't enjoy it
I can't avoid it either, hip hop's flooded by dozens
Of these snakes in the grass, and your the creature
Swimming through the streets to, catch up to me to
Ask for a feature, but that's a reach cause I don't need you
I'd rather eat you, spit you out then take a cleaver
Chop you up then dig it deeper stick you in the freezer
Use a beam to, thaw you out that's a heater
Serve you up with some cheese and pasta, mamma mia
F*ck a ghostwriter
All the hot bars in the world won't make your flow tighter
I'm so fire you so trash disposed diapers
Baby shitting in his britches when you go to cyphers
I'm a nightmare to your likeness, I mean I might just
Be precise with a night stick and take it to your sinus
No surprises when I'm put next to the righteous
Cause I'll show you what the prize is when you defeat your vices
I'm your highness, with my iris, see through disguises
You the lightest, when I fire, no survivors
That's a minus, ain't a problem, call it science
Ain't a bias, when I bomb em, I'm a pilot
Yeah I'm flying, see the city, what a view
God's got a plan for me, but what's to come of you
Grey Goose spilled all over your suit
Stashed it in your brief case what's been bothering you
I know, you ain't letting it go
Cus I been there before down every stretch of this road
Distracted by these bitches not collecting this dough
And it's got me chasing time with only seconds to go
So, my war's already begun
Been fighting for some time now I'm baffled and stunned
I don't smell from the bodies that I've battered and hung
And I ain't choked on the shotty smoke that's entered my lungs
It's time to roll up some skunk
Take a breath from all this death and all the slow pounding drums
Bitch hold me I'm slump, I don't know what I've done
But they tell I'm so cold that I just froze to the sun

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