Plain Man

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Yo (Yeah mother fuckers, hehahahaha here we go)
Aight, first of all my father is a grain man
I am a plain man, I express my pain damn
Through this rap game, I ain't got no girl, no wife
They claim I ain't got no life, I'm a cave man
I don't drink, I don't smoke, I just run
Hence I became an urbane man
She don't give a shit
If a saint man becomes a crane man
Stereotypes, have a look
I'm a mother fucking brave man
I got chased and attacked by black and white
Mag pies in my brain man
They say almost all the lies
That's why I am how and why, all the time
I ain't no insane man
You say I'm a lay man, if I'm a lay man
Then you're a clay man
Your life is nothing but a play man
I'm alive, I just lied
Dark night, I wanna fight
I'm the Batman, where the f*ck Mr Bane at?
I remember old days of dreaming
All the ways of living, my life as I want
Escape from the street, wide awake in the field
Under shade of a tree, writing songs with my guitar
I remember old days of dreaming
All the ways of living, my life as I want
Escape from the street, wide awake in the field
Under shade of a tree, writing songs with my guitar
The place that I am living in is Melbourne
I am rolling in the city and it feels like I'm Jason Bourne
I'm the James Bond of browns
The place where I've grown is still unknown
And my town is a battle ground of game of thrones
I'm realistic, making white chick sick
Dropping them heavy beats and they drip
Over my lyrical spit, I am a clown, a witch
For these dope rappers struggling to rhyme on click
I am a hype, a myth
Nailing all these redneck hymen clits
Andrew Symons is (Haha) 10 percent of my semen skills
They grow on pills while I follow drills
10 thousand miles from home
Each fort night I go almost broke
I pray to lord to put my aggression on hold
But my fucking ambition keeps me strong
And this one goes for Melbourne's hoes
It goes like
I remember old days of dreaming
All the ways of living, my life as I want
Escape from the street, wide awake in the field
Under shade of a tree, writing songs with my guitar
I remember old days of dreaming
All the ways of living, my life as I want
Escape from the street, wide awake in the field
Under shade of a tree, writing songs with my guitar

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