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Reparations No metaphor
I thought my feet was too small and put my shoes on
They fight to keep at odds knowing we too strong
But together we Ah

I know you you
You know me
We are them
You are they

But you don't know me
I can tell by the way that you look when you say

All those things you say

because I got figures
I got out of school and I started get richer (Okay)
Lame ass boy, you cannot be like me (Pussy)
I will not hop on your song for

Smoking, I be most high
Every time I write a new song, it feel like I'm writing scriptures
Better get a pic with me now before I charge for pictures
I be

ticking, moving time along
With metronome precision, transcending into song
The pieces fall together as I jot a phrase or two
The words they form a picture

butcher my bars; Billie with Hughie
But like Eddie Brock, venom consume me
When I get fed up with internet pussies
Like a new whip, I start when they push

ownership, I want to paint a mental picture
That hopefully is clear in the end
Imagine having to take an algebra class but you never learned to multiply

in my head
If I was out, you was in, and you got booked away by the feds
Would've wrote you right away
That's why I feel some type of way Staring

wides, camp with your new eyes
Secret love songs chambered for the rear view
Purple heart leave me disasters with no true clues
Heroes in the dark, layin

wrong
You done made me mad made a whole fucking song
I know this sounding crazy but I'm waiting by the phone
Pick up the phone I know you feeling lonely

Life got me stressing I ain’t give up yet

Secretly it is a blessing to be this upset

It gives me drive everything I need to get by

The hope

you so


I take the picture then I sit and let you pick a caption

A lot of things have happened, still, I gotta make it happen

I owe a lot to you

You

(Ayye JD Lemme Hear That Back)
A million different thoughts live inside my head
I don't complain, I'd rather make a song instead
I can see the future

You’re over yourself you’re all by yourself
Oh I’m thinking that you know oh
Oh I’m happy that you know
It’s okay they don’t know that you know
It’s

getting lost
Look I thought the rooftop was in Venice
And I Wrote a whole song too
I Barely took pictures
I'm Not sure if Nick did
I'm kinda conflicted
We

Music now a days is sounding kinda whack
That's why I took a break, I didn't think that I'd be back
But here I am, I stand a new man, and that's

Song Title: You got Something (I need)
Words & Music by: Rick Denzien

I wake and I was searching - for all the places I had been
Through the night -

time her nigga fumble, she gon dial a nigga number
Get food, get high, she gon' get laid
Hypnotized by my playa aroma
That's just Wedding Cake, and all

talking lopsided laid out and we not hidin
Niggas pussy cause they know what time it is they not slidin
In the picture kanye and jay but we is not vibin

soul I'm craving
Step by step I'm not mistaken
I wrote this song as I was paving
Your tombstone bitch I'm engraving
Burn your grave ashes remaining
Your

all the nonsense I told her don't worry cus I'll be alright
In deep contemplation bout my generation controlled by their Instagram views and the likes

niggas really get to it
Why the hell you got a pole
If you ain't going to shoot it
Why you don't use it
Only time I see you with it is pictures
When you

ain't believe me but i had the whole picture
Yeah, They think they better yeah they think the competition
Yeah, Didn't I say I was different
Damn, I said

new vibe i'm on electric, yeah
I'm affirming all my blessings, yeah
Tell the world what I'm gone do right before i do it then do it, yeah
Got hate gone