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And I'm trying 
Trying to love you 
So
Honestly
1's and 0's 
I don't understand
Wearing clothes
I suppose
This world is so 
Cold to me
Honestly
Run a lot 
F*ck it all
I'm right where you 
Want me to be
Honest
Hi fools 
I'm DRUU
It's DRUU what it do
I peeps that picture 
With that basquiat view
Sea levels rising
I bask in the youth
Tasked to unscrew 
Thoughts
Of only what sports can do
When mad cap space unused
My aims to assist you
Lift you
I been kidding a lot 
The caged Bruin 
Been brewing to bear arms
You want ya headshot
I'm curt about my shillings
This rookie's mookie
I'll bleed for it 
Till the socks red
Im over green monsters heads
Pulling out
Canon clips 
Left em red in a box 
That's a body for distribution
Did you peep the execution 
Perfect
Listen
Upped the knowledge 
I've polished
I'm paying homage 
To the sounds that's been passed
From quarters backs
It Ain't been seen since 
Okay
What's the word been
Nnnrr 
Skkrr 
Yep yep yep yep
What's the word now
She scurred 
Life don't make sense 
If you viewing it through tints 
Flip of the coin 
I'm Harvey dent 
Okay
Yeah we
Smoking loud 
Plotted destiny
With every ounce
Third eye reign over clout
Why I stays up in the clouds
Up there
Spit the truth
Expel doubt
I don't 
Hear ya bluffs nigga
Ya hating from the couch
Can't 
Weight 
These 
Fists
When I bout
Been a mission since college
The mainframe
I learned to maintain
Use straights to dap niggas 
Since da schools
Done left em dazed
I spiked the punch
Uppercuts'll uplift 
Half pints
Could never bow down
Nigga
Grow your crown
Moving through the currents
A pen rewrite they circuits 
Heaven raised to raise hell
Free my niggas from they cells
I pray we never fail
Lift ya head up nigga
Cause In the end
Oh well
Moving through the currents
A pen rewrite they circuits 
Heaven raised to raise hell
Raising hell
Free my niggas from they cells
I pray we never fail
Praying Lord
Cause In the end
Oh well
Run a lot 
Run a lot
F*ck it all
It's all I got
They think they 
Know my energy 
Before I make a sound 
They want that 
No feelings 
Fielded vision 
It's soul stealing
Cast into the caste
With this black mask
We all 1 ands 0s
Still got a bad rep
Talented tenth
But to them
I'm still a convict 
This world is so cold to me
Yeah I'm still a convict
And it's crazy to be honest
And let em weep 
On closed caskets
I move in silent
Like closed caption
His caps is closed
In coldest fashion
Yeah 
Sometimes I rock the 
Coldest fashion
But that can't stop my brain
From relapsing
All the pain and murder
Every brain it seems
To water a storm it brings
Just try to breath it in
Exhale the
Smoke in

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