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"Brand New"
Is what you should've asked for
You made a mess I clean it up
That's why I sweep you on the floor
War ready Rock steady
Detrimental how I'm in

Bad madabeesh just by affiliation
Gassed up like a brand new filling station
Lost interest in what in everybody saying
Started hearing out the queen

of the things that you have never done
None, at least, for your biological son
This is the first song that I ever wrote
I asked for a dad, but my dad said no

By

When you understand the concept, then you'll know; "wow
I gotta listen to this song again!"

Uhhehe

Hunned pair a Jordans but they still live by their

these government drugs 
Homie, I'm clean now
I got my mind right spreading the seeds out
The seeds of war
But you don't know what I'm talking about 
You

and brand new You must be Mr. Clean
My testimony proves that You are true
God I'll do anything for You
Yeah
Woah
Ay
I'll lay out all my sinnin on a table

And now I'm bright on screen, shining from within, and you make me scream, feel brand new and clean
Almost said three words, faded till I'm not, play me all

Older

Perhaps I'm growing dimmer as I look on middle age
Like a song without a melody or a book without a page
Like a light bulb burning out inside

Confusion is taking over me
I'm less devoured
But more empty
And I'll struggle until
I'm brand new and clean
Straight up numb and wet
Like everyone

acceptance 
We lose sight in what we need 
And start focusing on selfish decisions 
Like fame and greed 
Stamped by the world as entertainers 
Instead

steak but 
My absence of talk saved her 
Cause I clock out at 10 but I get off later 
Hop in the pocket droppin' like a brand new big song and 
Man is

song then Imma have two hits

Hands gripping hands, this is holy land
Not even my rhymes are as tight as my clan
Don't even care, if you say ain't a fan

Kick it with ya homie - our vibes are too clean
Bananananana – I'm going bananas when I think about ya
Bananananana – Just how I peel, you should join my

People think im using them i'm using a pen and paper
I drink by choosing when excusing what happens later
I think i'm losing friends abusing minds

shit is beyond me
When im feelin stressed she take out her breasts, she sayin she know how to calm me
She love my song, so I made it her tone,I know its

Brought to life did this shit with a mic
Now they see it they yelling out SL!GHT
Built the brand it was never the hype
I had dreams had to clean out pipes
I

Baby
Don't wanna slow ya
I can feel it creeping heavy on my shoulders, oh yeah
Love you
But this feeling's brand new
And I promise that I try to keep

typical humans do
But what comes when this ends
Fuck books and religion
Looks like we'll stay on brand
By not having a plan

And I'm so damn tired of it
No

goin crazy
Heard my new song and I think she want fade me
Heard my new song, now she loving me up
No, she can’t get enough yeah
Shawty real bad but I

my dreams and find me on a Cameo
I drop a 7 minute song and my imagination grows
I was such a hot boy now my rhymes real cold
You can read me like

a perc
I put time and money into my work
Clean, just like detergent
In the mall, splurgin
Get me mad and my homie gon purge
We slidin
If she behave she get

getting started
Spent the first like six or so just trying to run from my problems
I signed a deal as a rapper, left that deal as a man
Let them songs do

died
Is so He can make us clean
Wipe the dirt up off our eyes
Cause we blinded by the world
Exposed to filthy lies
See our body is temple
Not

I'm done, suppose it's that
(I thought different)
Too entwined in souls, to be as smart to know, that I was all but owned, by this type of hoe, I

Tried