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a F tier bitch
You was hating on my name acting like I ain't a kid
You're a loser and its clear
Taking acid
You drink beer
You think you hot shit
Ima

1980

Rehab

Graffiti the World [Clean]

2005

as a matter of fact.
She has me twisted just like she did back then,
When the game of gab could be played among friends.

That's all it was about,
And now

hood, I put smack by the beach
Trident nicked me Class A, 'cause them wraps in my reach
Chef a niggas with my shaver I just slapped it in beach
Niggas

haunted by your memory and echo of your laugh
You took my hand and showed me how to see

Ashes, ashes all fall down
I was lost but now I'm found
Merry,

dey wear go class
I get people wey dey my situation
We dey gather from gang
Dare Biola Ysuf Khalid Maths
Na dem teach me how to chop for market
Way we

shaking 
They play me in the zumba class
Airports collecting boarding pass
Playing out in Amsterdam got coffee by the glass
Dance

I came to dance dance

own terms
I was in the grocery store crying
Overwhelmed by choices
I wish I could control every nuance, every thought
I don't really got what it

Spiritual freedom my only hope
The world don't give a fuck, so i'm steady writin' shit
Tryna make it wit the same ones I was in class wit

8
Sit next to me until I'm done
A few rhymes remained in my throat and came on my tongue
It is not forbidden to say how interesting
I know I seldom

This love is a drug
The way it affects the run of your blood
Never to snub
But always eventually they do succumb
Overrun, by thoughts that make
You

Aw, you can't just leave

Not when you're dressed like that

Dressed like what? This is what I always wear

Yeah and it's torture!

How can

Fade

Tor Miller

Surviving the Suburbs

2018

used to hide away from
And I was so caught up
Tryna make it instead
That I cut you off just to get ahead
Scared that you were dragging me
Deeper

up in some champion
I was in a cell like a mitochondria
If she like me I’m sorry she’s outta luck
You can tell by my pant leg and sleeve that I don’t

flow
Y'all know I-I go
Spitting these flames like I was a psycho
On a bike, with a 45 driving by yo
Kindergarten class, shit come out my ass
With

you is ahead of me cleverly stepping Avoiding my sights
Into tha melody side 
But when I see you
I'm takin a break n I'm break-in ya face by bringin

trust by now
After all, all you ever had to do
Was look around
We put clues everywhere
Even up in your clouds
So let "The Long View"
Identify your world

knew I was right
If you knew that I tried
To consequently reach for the stars in the sky
Open up, take a look
Judge the cover by the book
Reinventing

If we fight
If we fight
We just friends
We, we just friends
I'll never get a chance
But I don't think I want a chance
'Cause I know it wont last
We

for less distractions in class
How can I compete with Harry Styles
When this motherfucker's shoes are from the skins of crocodiles
I'll bring the past

on my secondhand skates

If the rink was too busy, we’d play in the street
Frozen manure all the puck we would need
Or we’d scrimmage out back in the yard

Remember how I lied
I read that book
Lord Of the Rings
Thought it was dull, and you took
Everything to heart cause you were the style council
The one

Harris signs posted all up in the neighborhood
How long you voted democrat and it ain't do no good
Since J F K
Use the brown vote to put Nixon away
They

Said I need a huge favor. You know how to wrap a P with a food savor?

Where her ass at? Baby sticky it out! If you suck this dick I might just buy you

They wanted free labor commanded by saviors
Con-men enslavers, some British, some Quaker
Even Brazilians was movers and shakers see
How you think