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Nick Kopel

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You would have sworn I grew up In the nineties 
Looking for a change in light
I try and make it in the  night 
But I'll never know if I'm right Because this type of shit you ain't Supposed to write
You're supposed to freestyle it on The block at night but I never Had confidence 
And even if I did I wasn't looking For the consequence but now I Have 2 more cents and I'm ready To vent because this ain't no Normal shit 
No my words aren't myth 
I grew up looking to be agent Smith 
Waiting for the day the FBI Came to my school
Felt in a different dimension too
We need you
After that I started having Reaffirming thoughts that maybe My moth isn't so pointless
That maybe I do make some Good choices
Hell yah I listen to the voices it Ain't pointless
God gave you a gift use it
You fucking stupid
Are you even lucid
Or were you wounded like me
When the truth was to much to Handle you see
My family full of regret and even Since a young boy I stood tall like A cadet 
Until I was set and set a Bet that I could get out of this Emotional debt 
That they put me In 
Making me wish death is what I Met 
I'd kiss it on the lips and say it's My time to go
Because when I'm ready it's so
She only told me I had to blow And glow
The souls would follow
But why are you people so Hollow
What did you have to swallow 
To make you wollow 
Because mine took constant Abuse 
Like trying to light a fuse with Water
There is no one to blame for my Mental slaughter
Empath has its own path and I Know that 
But a man need a bath and some Head
I'm done being lead down the Lower road by my fellow human Souls
Id also like if we could light a roll
If you do it good enough I'll give You a mental stroll

I'm a simple man 
With simple plans 
Just if I can get it in the can
Than the plan is to whiz past 
Moving fast 
Blast anyone out from the past That don't pay homage 
I promise I'm pure knowledge 
Core principle is truth 
It's my root 
It's my forbidden fruit
Come here baby take my babe Ruth 
I have a message to shoot
Bang bang 
Never was in a gang 
Almost decided to hang 
But then a little birdy sang 
And then the phone rang 
Bang bang
Gang gang
I hung up the phone
I think I just need to be stoned
My skills need to be honed
So I start with rap 
I won't carry a strap until it gets To bad on the map
And it turns into a trap 
And I scrap 3 perfect rhymes Because I don't feel like
I have What it takes to get with the Times but everytime I start 
I Hear the chimes and I'm ready to Climb 
But I'm running skipping a Couple steps 
I'm just trying to not look at These webs 
If I shall have a few missteps it'll Be nothing new
I'm clumsy and a Jew
Being an empath means I know How they felt too
My thought process is new based Off of the old
I grew up without a mold
Never listen to authority but I Was always a conformity 
But for sobority I want a stack 
I'm not like that but I'm poor and Need a better mood
Except I'm the dude who will Figure it out
So I have a mic now
How do I use it 
Son't tell me or I might abuse it
My knowledge I can't reduce it 
But the only way I can project is To produce it

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