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JLiv

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I got a plan boys wouldn't understand 'til it was all over
I would like to welcome you for the last time, to the Last Chance Studio
Over the last two years you ain't heard me flow but you done seen me glow
And now I got to ask, all my critics and fans
Will I blow, or will I get an error 404
I recorded this whole album in my bedroom closet
And I'm coming with the thump that can thump yo noggin
I was raised off that cotton and I got to know, got to know
Child of the corn am I gonna blow gonna blow
Coldest brother breathing will I make it snow
I was raised off that cotton and I got to know, got to know
Child of the corn am I gonna blow gonna blow
Coldest brother breathing will I make it snow when I blow
If my soul gold will it snow gold

I used to wanna spit it like I'm Kendrick til I realized Kendrick
Kendrick wasn't me
Spit it 'til empty of the vision that's been fueling my ambition since around age three
Born in Section 97, do caterpillars go to heaven
They clipping all our wings, we ain't angels, we felons
Feel like Mark Twain, spit a story so acclaimed that my name cross time cross planes
I question my reality, ain't no way I'm spitting with this mastery
And still ain't been heard, heard
Imma drop a gallery, putting out the product like a factory
And that's my word, word
These words bond and before the great beyond
It be like I got a wand, imma make the magic happen
Shawty's grow fond, of the young black don
Playing music from the lawn, hoping romance happen
From the 662 to 757, been a young black legend
I just feel that I am destined
A story full of pain, to a story full of pleasure
From I got a lot to gain, to the treasure getting measured
Bets, never hedging, and until my day of reckon
Spitting cold, avalanching, it be like I'm snow sledding
Who you seen colder than the young black polar
I spark flare, solar, Borealis Aurora
These battle scars high fashion
Ask why I'm rapping, it's for passion, and for freeing all the masses
No sunglasses could protect
Anybody tryna stop my shine or deflect
Boys seen JLIV gone for a minute, lost faith in my vision, I say that's okay
Boys see JLIV on for a minute, try to join my mission, no way
Is you golden, is you golden plated
I see these cappers mean these rappers and I know they faking
Tell me if what you be saying just what you portraying
Or is you really bout that action, bout that ruckus, hey man, hey man
We took it from the six to the three to the seven down to Texas
We recording this in Nashville, aiming for the cash still
Aiming for Andromeda, no pressure,  no barometers
Thermometers can't measure this heat, I got wings on my feet

I stand on landmines, will I blow or I
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I stand on landmines, will I blow or I
Error 404, guts on the earth floor

Imma go and get it, rocket fully loaded, don't  get floated in the frenzy
We shoot for t, infini
When you shoot for stars I get wounded by the glock work
Imma go and make million dollars like it's clock work
TT told me, I quote homie
You belong, so I'm rapping like you know me
Feds still chalking, like a Stephen still Hawking
Like a smith still locking, like a beat still rocking
Baby I know everything fine when the game is on the line
With the ball in my hand
We is from the land where the Klan with the rope up in they hand
Tryna do us Peter Pan, hope we never grow up
Pac only made it 25, and he die, a year and day before the birth of I
Woke up on my born, on the same day as Nas
Middle name Lebron, I feel I'm the man man man

I stand on landmines, will I blow or I
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I stand on landmines, will I blow or I
Error 404, guts on the earth floor

I used to chase dreams now they chasing me
I was scared to face my demons now they facing me
If you ain't tryna see me win, I'm recommending sleep
But eternal, yeah the type that make ya momma weep
In this, we can all eat
Make it out the city where that beep beep
Only indication that you living, cuz of old beef
Sometimes I feel like, question if this real life
These nights dreams feeling life like
If you want to get gone, on that road all alone
Whether highs or yo lows don't you swerve off that road
Never let no water in yo boat
Never let no water in yo boat
Never ever ever ever let no water in yo boat
Never ever ever ever let no water in yo boat
We gon' make Poseidon bend the knee
Lower level of the sea
Beat the odds and pray to God we stay afloat

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