The Start

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Dmoneyl

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May 25th should've been a holiday
Seventeen years ago, I came and took my place
Dmoney he was different you could see it in my face
Blowin out the candle and cut up the birthday cake
Look into my soul you can see the homie pain
Fearin' on the day that I'd have to die in vain
Gave my music purpose hope you all appreciate 
So just sit bacc, relax, and press play

Five-twenty-five mark it
Accnowledge the profit
Y'all bitches ain't real 
Stop it
D dash L-O-C stay solid
I forgive, but don't forget so tread softly
This is probably the best thing you'll hear in a long time
Long tones 
Medicate to my rhymes 
Rollin up, a poccet full of sunshine
Set my melodies just right
I was Mr. Intellect, but I didn't know it yet 
Those books that I was readin' shaped my mindset
Momma had me play an instrument 
Strings turned to trumpets
Had my spirits buzzin'
Bumpin Michael Jackson
Switched to Beethoven
Yes, Ray Charles 
Louis Armstong would follow 
Hit the road Jacc paccin Bach in to my baccpacc
Likkle yaad bwoy widdi sweat rag
I pat my brow then make that booty bounce
Do you know what im talkin' 'bout? 
Made them ladies scream and shout, aye
You ever been homeless?
Do you cringe at the notion?
Fill you with emotion? 
Are my melodies potent? 
Like that THC 
G'on ahead make some mushroom tea
Droppin' tabs of some LSD 
Dimethyltryptamine
Psilocybin got the best of me
Yet it seemed to bring out the best in me
Now I could preach to the choir, or educate the masses
Baby I get bigger than a mastiff 
Oh, yes love this is magic 
Anything can happen
If you make it better start staccin' 
Put your time into investments
I invested mine into some bitches
They all did me dirty but aye, yeah, no worries
Let me go ahead and tell my story

We never had T.V. I was reading books
If it wasn't that I was in my neighborhood
Tryna make a dolla
Always stayin stylish
From lemonade stands, to dogs upon collars
I can take you back though
Down to my roots
Soft Jamaican soil and a pair rain boots
Banana trees
Feed banana leaves to my ram goat Billy
Rum and Red Strip, cuz
I wont shoot whiskey
And like age things changed
Came to the city
Learned a new way to profit
Bought some sticcy iccy then I stocced it
Got my little piece of the market
Cuz, this is basic economics
Supply and quantity demanded, assets, income
With limited expenses 
Even then I learned when I was ten, god damn
Come again, come again
Are you listenin'?
Just checcin
Anyways, hit the sixth grade 
Put my pen to paper
House turned to vapor
Ash and smoke
Lost my home
Come call the savior
Livin' in the
SUV again 
That parking lot was home, then I lived with friends
We movin', we movin'
Get in, get in 
Now, the tangibility of material things seems to have vanished from my psyche
Nigga come and bite me
Agitated?
Slightly
Puffin on that herb was more than likely
You never met a motherfuccer like me
Met my dawg Freddy while sittin' on them briccs
Playin with sticcs 
Lonely and shit
It is what it is, and I' ll tell it like this ever since we were kids he's been my brother since
Y'all can keep y'all cliques
My speech is iambic 
This is a rhythmic shift, you'll picc that up in Lit
These florida boys hit liccs
Whether and eighth or fifth
Whatever you got they get
And if the Golds don't 
Then you must acquit D-Loc "The Mothafuccin Menance"
Ragg on my left side 
C's in my sentences, check the reference
Caught my twenty seconds
D dash L-O-C expands the possibilities
Of this musicality, lavishly
Lacing up my Sneaks
Running down the beat 
Now you can see my capabilities 
Believe me, there's more to see
You can thank Devon for the opportunity
Gotta thank 'Reem for introducing me
To Psilocybe, psilocin in my bloodstream 
Made my eyes see
Subjective realities 
Much love to all the homies
Peace

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