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aware that I'm a fucking joke 
Success is weighted by how you're pushing dollars
Can't move forward cuz I'm fucking broke
Still anxious when I grab

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

to the mic these rap niggas get quiet they no that I'm coming correct 
I'll murder your album with 1 minute verses you know that the cadence erect 
True life

blood and Crips bumped heads like Billy goats
Or better yet battle Rams over pretty hoes

Strike a pose my people strike a pose
No matter where you go my

the way I fly
I got a couple things on my wish-list
I ain’t trying to just to get by
I'm gonna make sure that you hear this
With bluswitch, I’m gonna ride

The Deuce will sneak up
from behind
And put you in a pine box
Till your body rots
Turns into dirt mud and rock, yea
You think were the ones to be fuckin wit

won't have it
So average your status it don't matter
Shey you know we bout that life so don't panic
Look fresh look fly with no stylist
I'm bout to put

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

a rose into a massacre
Then afterwards
Create a diameter to make lavender
Empower ya
With some funky shit this ain’t the album bruh
This my Soul transition

goin' back to my old days 
You showed me 
Brighter days 
You stay in the fight 
You're right by my side 
When you're never the same 
I decided to change

ever needed was for me to go to distance
Still got a lot to go
Take it minute by minute
Turn my wants into goals
I don't know what a wish is
And I don't

Envision weeks
Were you get a little sleep because you're relentlessly
Pourin' your heart into an album, but the only outcome
Is your audience ripping it

could tap into when I activate I immediately devastate
You couldn't calibrate me all you can do is estimate
I needed to take a break from the hits

I’m satans twin
Or Jason with chainsaw blades again
I fucking blew the
Minds of all of the students
With all my spewed shit
You could see I’m pissed by

Do you believe?
It's about bringing these visions
Into fruition
Listen

I'm sitting in the crib dreaming
About lear jets and coupes
While watching

up with friends that's a party
You know I got this on lock-down
I'ma pull up with my Glock, now
And by Glock I mean a nerf, gun
And you know that we be

There's an old violin
That rests beneath my chin
Worn out by the minor key
And the music keeps playing
When you come around
But there is no sound

Jackson music was the greatest
Homie wore the glove like Gary Payton
Look at all the buzz thats recreated
Love you, when you're gone you become hated
Lately

bars, I need a cesspit,
Check please, I am too rare like a Chinese funeral, 
I know the type of a nigga you are by the type of movies you like, 
So, is it

up right into you ear
When you hear the shit
That's coming soon
Ouuu
You lose your shit
Get fucking loose
Ouuu
Tell me, what's the story
What's

Just tap into the stream of consciousness
Just a stream
Gets me out of it every time
Stream
Set, better and better I get
Never been second to threats

was propositioned by my opposition
To dial it back they don't like competition
As if I took away they pot to piss in
Like they albums I forgot to listen

Papi told me I was green
I had to shape up
So you can call this me getting my weight up
Spit it off the dome
Inkless
No paper
Brain moving faster

Behind closed doors with his cohorts speaking with certainty
And most certainly, I am a hypocrite
Why you think I wrote "The First" on my first album are