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with you

Your goddamn right I'm feeling myself
A chauffeur no sir, I'm wheeling myself
Looking for a chick chilling for self
So I can show her

Raising the bar wasn't easy
Thoughts like a racing car when they're speeding
Going off in the game cuz I'm in my own lane
With a cart by my side

boy MaRz on this track just for fun
Watching for opps so I ride by with a stick
Yea got em sneezing and coughing, you think that he sick
Aye bitch stop

tennis
And they give me strange looks ‘cause
I floss like a dentist
I’mma finish this sentence then get me a rope
So I got a little dough
And I’m fresh

making my body feel sick
So how you gonna live like that
Every moment spent side tracked
Do you ever feel complete
Do you even feel the need
I'm spirited

inside of my kingdom
But he cannot be me
Got a god complex but I'm modest
So i call myself king
I'm asking why the good ones leave
Us stuck with rere

You

and slams
Who crams so much heat in one track we spam
The replay button again and again
Just like he had planned when he wrote this sick jam
Y’all gave me

We're trying see
To hide the reasons we're a broke society
Sobriety is distant as I'm lying up so silently, I'm
Trying to give myself some piece of mind

Duck Seazon

Wu-Tang Clan

Wu-Tang Forever

1997

it
Listen kid yo, you was born to be a pawn but I'm a bishop
Back to the novel, you Son, it's logical
How you figure god, what, flow on the track

I'm Different

Ed O.G & da Bulldogs

Life of a Kid in the Ghetto

1991

so I step
with full packed force, and you know what, I wrecked the hoe
So don't put yourself, in that predicament
Because I'm sick of it, and you'll go

Mind over madness
I rhyme over the sadness
To rise over the status
Survive all over atlas

And i'm it now
Pennywise lookin so ima sick clown
Doesn't

yeah the feeling's back
Understood that the track's for spittin' raps
When I cook it's a drag I'm spillin' facts
As I look for the gas to ignite

other track so my writer's block engages
I'm sick of chasing like I'm it
Sick of looking like a clown for being myself once again
I recede into my shell

though  
So all you nigga's that just get in there cause ya high though 
You ain't even just spitting so pass the mic cause I'm getting by bro  

And I'm

Lesley

Ruelle

Psychodrama

2019

and neglected
Single but I don't think she wants to accept it
So she's still texting ex's trying to get this
Back on track but I don't think that she gets it

you I'm the chosen
I didn't even close my window
Hop on this track real quick hee
She coming over by want some dick
Real quick
Fuck her in her mouth

Tryna put myself on track, forget my old pace
Like baby
When they see you try to do better, they say you're stuck up in your old ways
I'm tryna heal

your with it then relax while I spit it on the track now
You can call me this, you can call me that
You can call me sick, in fact please don't call me

I cross the line of turf, I put my mind at work
I give my time some worth
You could say
Hey
Homie I'm down to Earth, so yeah I'm down to work
It took

There's power inside me
I ain't taking it lightly
Bought by the blood so I'm way too pricey
Way too holy
Spit truth on the track they know me
Cuz

your eyes
I'm a poltergeist
I'm so precise
U ate all the pies
You can't see me creeping by
Can't tell me no reason why I'm Super nice
With it
I'm sick

to them, decided by the mood I'm in

So I serve my words naked, never in sugar coats
And I write more quotes than a fucking big book of quotes

That�s

Yessir uh oh
Uh ohhhhhhhh haha

Sick with it, six digit's, big engines
Get lots of head like 6 midgets
It’s just the code I live by
Represent

don't be mad, uplifting all black women on this track
Leave him girl if he love you he come back
Baby just focus on getting that bag

I'm about to let my