A Letter
Jul-Z
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If I'm shopping for no quality where's the quantity start And if my back's against this wall then I'm hyphenating the mart So if I'm running from the law then I'm running straight for the carts But if the money's not in park then I'm sprinting straight for the car So that's a ghillie in the mist cause he's sniping at me from far I got a laser on my head am I finally getting smart And that's a bullseye for the kid cause the target's so fucking large If there's a target on my head why you aiming right at my heart If we only talk in money I guess I know why you're smart And so you emphasize the pop but the bread is what makes it tart And if you shoot me with a taser will all of this just restart But if you shoot me with a burst then you definitely over par To you I'm alien like Paul but the mall is where I am Blart If I stay too long on this call then you prolly tracing my mark So Imma give it to you subtle I'm leaving you in the dark My fans are circles in the water I'm coming up on some sharks If I tell you all these secrets I'm keeping am I a narc But if the red is on my head do you have to aim with an arc What if the red dot on my head is then permanently now a mark But if I've never been Hindu then that's a racist remark F*ck I dont know if imma make it or not But Everybody keep on telling me keep repping my block I'm at this corner with this octagon yelling at you to stop But you keep on fucking driving I guess it's time to just watch If I let you walk all over me when will you try to stop And just because you think you know me don't mean that you won't get caught But if I catch you when it happens you want me to let you off And if I stop you before it then to you I am just a cop When I finally gain some traction you tell me that imma flop And then you go into my database looking for ways to plot And Then you publicly speak about me opinions vs thoughts That all my meaning in my music I make it was all for naught If the kettle wasn't black would you even question the pot Because you judging off of character someone else made for thought And if this flag is for America maybe we need to talk Are you a caricature your head is bigger when you are drawn So what's the difference in the corn if the corn is not on the Cobb And if you eat it with a fork or you eat it by twisting knobs And if the ladder of the options to you might come as a shock I guess it's how much you leave or if you eat it in until it's gone I dont know if imma make it or not But Everybody keep on telling me keep repping my block I'm at the corner with this octagon yelling at you to stop But you keep on fucking driving I guess it's time to just watch I dont know if imma make it or not But Everybody keep on telling keep repping my block Im at the corner with this octagon yelling at you to stop But you keep on fucking driving I guess it's time to just watch Looks like I'm breaking down so I better get it together But what if when I am down then I'm feeling a lil better Cause my body feels like fire but maybe it's just my temper And my rap is fucking sick but I'm feeling under the weather Try to get her attention it's like I'm digging for some treasure If a present is a gift then her presence is such a pleasure So I write on this paper but the photo is the endeavor If a picture says a thousand words what the f*ck is a letter
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