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Keir Stirling

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I just wanna live right
Bye for the night
For the month
Had enough
Gonna splice myself out of you cunts
I don't wanna come up 
My fists clenched 
Throwing punches all over the club
I'll take my shit back
King of this spot
I'ma lack if I'm not 
Top 50 rappers
Rapping with accents 
Paddling raps 
When 12 hits the clock
Peddle away like your skills in this game
Weak
Im'a throw shade at you pilled
Freaks
My shit be loud I hear
Creaks
When your beat drops
Know I should've could've 
Done with my weeks
Not going to school
We could have Donner Meat 3
Couple grammys in the backpack
Backtrack to Edinburgh 
Sit upon Arthur's seat
That's just what the game does 
I would be sitting up there and it's fair love
I'm DOOM good
You don't compare bubs 
Not DOOM the great
That's a couple of years man
Till I'm old enough to buy myself
A fucking beer can
F*ck being 16 
Feel like my 16s are sounding too squeaky
Now I'm 17 
Better scream for better dreams 
And better things to come
Rapping I feel higher than the sun
Sum of my listens amount to one
Shit artists song
Yeah I'm past a narcissist 
It's carnage
I'm starving and farther and harder
Than half of the Artists you listen to 
Unoriginal I'm the pinnacle of hypocritical 
Granted
How the f*ck can you be sitting still standing?
How the f*ck can you be chill rambling?
Bout originality what the f*ck's happening?
Yeah I fucked up the crown
But come at me bitch and you'll 
Climb up the mound
This town ain't big enough for the both of us
Broke my trust
Now you need to stop
Yes you were part of the cream of the crop
Shit, I was part of the team at the top
Got opening slots 
I fucked it all up
Nah, no regrets
Deal with bad decisions 
By packing bowls of meth
I'll see you at bowlplex love

Don't get me out this mess
It's my birthday I'm depressed 
It's my birthday I'm depressed 
It's my birthday I'm depressed 

Don't get me out this mess
It's my birthday I'm depressed 
It's my birthday I'm depressed 
It's my birthday I'm depressed 
Shit

Back with a vengance
Back with the page and the pen shit
Back with the 
Back in the day 
I would slay for the plays
The dispensful sentences 
Getting relentless 
Paypal's picking off profits
Spotify's giving me 
All of the listens I'm getting 
Listens slipping off stop it
Give an EP that'll go down to Devon shit
What
Come on bitch now
Let's spill a pound of my kids on your couch
Pay me a pound
And I'll spit for you now 
If you sit the f*ck down 
You can witness the crown
Yeah, bruh
Times moves on 
Gotta find mine 'fore I get 21
4 years man that shit ain't long 
Without my youth I can't write these song
I can be the 1
I can flow like the motherfucking beat of a drum
Beast under the sun
Same day new boots
You know me now 
I need to get off the fucking couch
Cause this rapping shit
Got me rapping shit
Got me rapping about shit I don't wanna be rapping bout bitch
I don't know 
It's the only way I can flick the wrist
Raw Power I'm Iggy you're the Bowie mix 
You're the Bowie mix bitch

Kendrick Lamar running late
Think I can run up, fucking take his place?
I don't know

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