Best Kept Secret

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Craig Vill

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I might lie but I always come clean
So maybe I killed a nigga when I was 16
Or they hit em in his spleen
It's ironic that it rhymes but that don't mean that the shit that I say is make believe
If I want him dead I got the racks to pay the man
Shoot em so many times he do the Macarena dance
They don't think I can make they life a living hell
Almost got Khadijah killed for tryna be friends with Christabel
Every time they hearing this
Outer body experience
I'm serious
Point blank period range til you delirious
If I pass away I pray you bury me in satin
I pray the danger go away never wonder what happened
I pray I could finally reach you through all the rappin
The poetry
Student unions
The plaques that went platinum
Could you imagine
All the dreams
The fears
The Screams
The years
And the reason that we here
Was to get away from Patton
From 34th and the A and we on the way to Manhattan
Y'all niggas been spine stabbing
Not one of mine is lacking
Yeah
I'm one of them ones
Tryna lead by example I ain't get one of them guns
I'm leading the kids
So they don't even need to drill shit
Get em a better life by teaching children all the real shit
Still a hypocrite with the shit cause I got shooters
That bitch glitch keep tapping nigga you gotta maneuver
Tell me everything that I gotta do again
Block getting shot up while I took a trip to Houston
Lol
What a coincidence
Death is the final result to all of ya ignorance
Niggas shouldn't f*ck with us
Nigga you should've ducked
They Shot his baby mama till lil shawty turned to dust
Put me on a track I kill a feature for a bean
But Nick, Maj and Leek them 3 getting murdered for free
Calm down
I get carried away
But this shit might get scary today
I'm tryna blow up
Waiting to detonate
For now I meditate
Explicate the verse rehearse the words and then I defecate
All over you Niggas until I put you all in checkmate
Dedicated to showing everybody I'll elevate
My words like a gram of crack
You weigh em and don't estimate
Put 5 on it made ten so I spent 8
Flip a 16
like a 32
It's the same weight
It's crazy to think we could make it that far
But I'm paranoid I gotta know who riding in that car
Tried to send my music to the labels and the A&R's
They leaving me on read and take my spirit to break it apart
But I knew that this type of shit was never for the faint of heart
I want to see the light but you see my eyes are painted dark
I realize all the youth that died
I wake up every morning as a gift to human kind
Because I move you with my similes Improving And you Influenced to use ya mind
It's substance in the song you see some new shit every time
Play it back
Then you rewind
Then you read between the lines
So you can see all of the stories and the tears written in rhymes
From the hearses
To the curses
And the little petty crimes
Then the churches
Reimbursed us
Cause they told us all the lies
Demons don't go to heaven
We sitting outside the gates and we patiently waiting just for the reverend
Why you think he opposition if he still able to breathe
Niggas bones turned to stone after years under my feet
Every weakness convenient nigga because I peep it
Niggas lying in they music but y'all always believe it
Y'all memorize the lines and scream the lies to repeat it
And then there's me
My city's best kept secret
Craig Vill
It's Craig Vill

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