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your city with this backstreet ease
I swear sometimes I feel like the last MC
The most valuable, I told em I'd be MVP
The least malleable, molded by

world full of first world problems
When were you last mindful of hurting others?
What did you think when you first heard of me?
Does the personality fit

Sweet and sour
Like the love we had in the final hour
Setting of the sun went by so fast
Brief moment didn't seem to last

Go to bed and wake up
You

of fact, this is the new me, Motherfuckers!


The old me passed away, the old couldn't last a day 
So it had to be cast away, the new me is making dough in

reached that point, zen kinda mood, misfits
change the vibe, but we realize, way up fantizie as we rise
its only advice that we seek, underneath, touched by

swear my life is a moovie
Ya,Ya I'm the pen on the loose leaf
Ha, ha I'm surrounded by groupies
Uh-huh Okaay I ride the beat my waay, I stay lit all daay,

givin' sauce, guided by the source of course it's
Nevawon

Like Kenobi in our 990s, tryna find new balance
They forced out an old me, but turn homie

the fake ones
But wait they think that’s clinical
After party I’m backstage
They say this is so lyrical
Everybody’s cursed
Everybody grow by exposing ones

To make me spit sick
You lock the top dog, I'll bite
Off more than this dick, prick!
You misfit! The real world ain't
Some class to place last, kid!
Bitch,

you coming in last
This shit is so new, it still got a tag
My cup overflow, I'm spilling the glass
Raining it down for all of my slimes
This shit is

wishing for competition
Who could challenge
The mission for one song
Impartial to these misfits
Martial, to these bitch kids
I'm a marvel, so bar full
So

song and she gon' text me like that song by me
Nah, bitch, why you hit my line and you be dead to me
I ain't got no opps either, all them niggas dead

Today was a hard day
But it happens they say
I need to get trough it
By laying down a bit
Usually I'm not sad
But today I can't fight
Or I might get

I got a couple of fans
Half of the homies, my mom and my gran
When i was younger i made up a plan
By 22, this would make me a grand
Funny how life

So I'm stuck between a rock and a hard place
And this pains gonna last like Nav's skin fades
You feel me? Ay

Mummy always said watch your company
I

been a broken misfit toy
With a heart that won't be tamed
And wrecked with feelings vast
And so unsure
But they all believe the same
That it's only you

business (Uh, huh)
I'm always cooking up that's a rare feeling (Uh)
Uh, looking at stepping it up like a FitBit (Uh)
Gotta be messing it up like a misfit

I ride into your mind by surprise on phased lasers
cnd slice into your eyes like Bunuel with crazed razors
Cuz yes I am un chien andalous

this, you're a witness
To the ugly Anthem for the misfits
I was under as a youngster
But then it swept me up from the dumpster

We vibe in the sweet life

no effort 
You stay by my side I bleed 4 u n that's for life 
Don't make me choose between you cause you won't last the night 

So far gone 
Took

Yooo
Haha
We made it baby
Bayley Road Flows
This shit took so fucking long ya'll have no idea
Alright
Last song
Here we go
Yea yea
Look
Check it one

In a quiet room burning
I felt in you a turning
From the last rays of summer
To these days of endless slumber
In the eve of our wisdom
In the jaws

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for those perplexed alphabetically
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at the end the rope 
This might be yo last chance for a glimpse of some hope 
This ain’t a game 
This as real as it gets and when I look at a crowd I see