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bring the ball in
They start to flock attention I'm the realest nigga talkin'
It's that Ishan boy from round the way
Ain't busy by this time of day
I hail

stomping by the kilometer
Want drama with the king you coming to lose (I say I say)
I say I say they don't know me on the cool (Hey)
Tell me why they wanna

admire
Long as I'm bowing to the Lord, know that He gon' take me higher
And I ain't quitting til this album going platinum
And I'm sitting with Ellen

mental
Always see my albums with advisory-parental
I’m in those, magazines that you call a tabloid
With the photos taken by the one and only Andyroid
Ain’t

monsters on my side 
Only feeling is inside
(Outside, inside) 

"Yoo man Ive been meaning to tell YOU im almost done wrapping up your Album
I know you've

promise that they aint gon die
Thats why yall should always look behind
And imma shoutout to lil blah blah and lil doo doo
Fuck your flow flow you bitches

It’s a bad god, It’s a bad year
Kick me, why not, you are so near
Fuck me again, you are still needy
I love more pain, kill me already


I can

miss him dog
I came a long way from cutting in the kitchen dog
If ya daddy pay ya rent then I Cant listen dog
You get it on your own the shit Just hit

bitch is passing by man I might stare
Steady without bullshit, you sitting with your lies bare
I could write poem and give these people a slight scare

Jesus dude
But fuck what you said ain't no peace with you
When I reach hell it'll prolly be by suicide
Cause ain't no way in heaven I'll be crucified

understand
That's why old bands are killing it
We all love the familiar
Still touring stadiums with albums from last millennium
Give the new guy a look-in

your reputation Was your currency
Folks falling for the same tricks Clumsily
I'm independent bout by Business labels dumb to me
I'm spittin this with

the face 6, so check her out on tweetpic
All you rappers tapping touching hunching over your screen
I'm on an N train rocking through Astoria, Queens
When we

creativity 
What happened to metaphors and meaningful rhymes?   
"Yeah I feel ya, I think I know somebody who'll impress ya though
He goes by the name of CB

a genius and a star and a legend to be
Except your beef be bigger than my girl’s ass
Then your beef aint gon matter to me

HOOK
Ya all vibe with the greatest

to demonstrate
Mental penatrate come on your mind impregnate
Call these niggas hoes because the ministrate 
The album sounding epic like the deluxe edition
I just

on independence
That's why I have to fucking laugh
At these independent rappers
Who really get smacked up
By they CEO's
When they get the heart to ask for more

Ladies & gentlemen
I would like to introduce you to state of mind
By yours truly
Brooklyn native
New York raised
Geechi Liberaće
Yea I think it’s

catching bodies
I'm feeling like Logic and Em
We murder, but this not O.J. Simpson
Can't trust a bitch, won't rely on a nigga
I guess that's why my finger

It’s time for me to go 10 out of 10
This is album mode
And I’m coming for your head top
Like I’m shooting basketballs playing on the blacktop
I’m

[verse 1]
Excuse you, I don't live by excuses/
Once I decide to do some shit I fuckin do it/
Wonder how I arrive high, still improving/
Why lie?

Spaceship, this my new ride
Can’t tell when I zoom by (but I’m waving at you)
Hanging out the passenger side
No scrub, not a sideline (little baby

My last album was like the birth of a newborn
Breaking bread when they lettuce still on the top like some croutons
Enemies start to look the same

at fighting the tides
You wanna get your feet wet but in the deep i reside
So, before i scrap another album be my muse my fire
Do you wanna cross this line? do