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But let me explain
Cos I'm rapping insane
I ain't just playing
I can switch up my style unlike half of these rappers who's running their mouth
It tires

BITCH 
All of you clowns, surrounded by clowns this shit must be It
Sensitives pricks I'm pushing buttons like I'm rubbing clits
Please take offence

hands, empty bank bags and rolled rands
Half-baked plans and sweat glands in perpetual flow
I turn and lean into oblivion, pray for darkness to close

What

teeth at anyone who happens to vent
Their frustrations at this happening that happened to them
They're happy to let you understand that privilege is nixed

on drugs
Except on Fridays
Only day that I'm not fried
Im tired 
Of waiting that long
What was the point of me making this song again 
Somebody tell me

With that nine by your side
I mean the diamonds dancing on me
Let the kids do the flossing
Up late tossing turning
Cause she's posting all my songs

Show respect
Ain't no half-steppin
I hope you live by that
Pens are mightier than swords, unfortunately
Before you can finish those lyrics you start

won’t take that long
A minute or so, possibly half of this song
So go grab a seat and pop up that corn
Film’s sick like a Kon
Run the game like a Kong

back, with a new clip
Yeah you know that I do this
Teaching the students, just how to maneuver
These niggas ain't shootas
Teach you all I know
Turn a half

are the things that make me free
I feel like I'm stuck in stand by me
This night was too good to be true.

Today I woke up alone wishing you were here

crying
Trying to figure out
Where the hell I went wrong
The pain reflected in this song
It ain't even half of what
I'm feeling inside
I need you
Need you

In an old garage
Rain is comin' down
Half a block away
You can hear that sound
Powered up by love
And electricity
Makin' lots of noise
And feelin'

says i have a pretty voice
Wow, your surrounded by alot of possitive support.
What?
nothing.

Im gonna sing a song for you
ok
Tie me kangaroo down sport

It's hard to find guidance when you just a youngin' in this shit man
Just tryna find a way just like everybody else
Yea, its D. Knight
Aye, aye, aye,

to fuck your coworkers
Now I'm sick
Cuz I wanna hit by the rockstars
Lunatic
Crazy, brazy chick she was far gone
Not gon lie
Cuz half of the time I was rock

on and laugh
Although the pain is no fair
Some things are totally whack
They say God became flesh
Took bread, broke it in half
Maybe he wasn't alone
Just showed

We don't say hi, we don't look you in the eye
We jus pass by, we don't care about your life
Even if you like us we don't care what you decide
Keep

weak as shit
Half these niggas need to quit
I quit videos hate I had to see this shit
Skirt shirts tight pants 
Nothing but Somizi shit
But I ain't doing

but it's fucking tough
Always see it coming but you never get to run

Times passed by and it's still going on
Spent half of that not knowing what's

teach
A mf dog, I been let off the leash
If She left from my show she'll be back by the week
She hate when I'm humble, and love when I'm arrogant
He tried

he has this care
That'll always be there
And I feel nothing ahh
I feel nothing ahh
Now I'm lying by his side
I once dreamed of this every night
He

and good but lil homie I'm not too impressed
Say you were gone do some big things but you ain't do it yet
Half the homies looking at you stupid cause you

(Alright, let’s run it again) 
Found myself sitting down with a newspaper    
A half a dozen headlines and a couple minutes later
Inspiration fills

mother's got to feel my pain
You hear my name
I go and then I speak again
So play this song and go make me a household name I'm gone

Now I'm looking for