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Zealand
Middle East, Asia, my watch European
I told her I'd get a new bag out in England
But at the same time she trip out on my trip out
I got a thang for

makin' all this
Pop rap? You're supposed
To be a fuckin' savage with it
Guess you're onto better things these days
Maybe you'll come back to earth one day

not stress the fact that I better rap or it's back to the slammer no steak or punani
Still ain't no breaks I been grinding
Been putting all of this time

Attractive to dead presidents you’ll think it’s a weird fetish
Here comes Pretty Tony jealous
Mistake my message cuz my image of a menace
Park my car

pussy shawty I'm the clerk (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
I'm like ace I rock your girlfriend by the way I'm working
Tried to act like she okay I know her feelings

the viewing on Sunday
Put the heat to a nigga he sweating
Give it up for you lay by the reverend
I added a switch to my weapon
I can empty the whole clip in

the eight legged
Venom spreaded by the dreaded
Dance like chicken beheaded
Once u get it don’t forget it
Its Prophetic, Tarantism

shit bro
Yeah, turn me up in the headphones
Yeah
Yeah
Uh, yeah
It was my dream to be like Biggie up on my posters
We all get a shot but you clutching all

breakthrough
Hope I don't fall short of time
I just wanna change my image
And become one of a kind

This right here my rap song about depression
I gotta thank

scattered by them police stations
My occupations, rap niggas try to test my patience
I'm out of flagrant, mitosis to assimilation
I'm out of coast, I touch

answers
It's surprising, that we have even got this far
Charged to charge
Rap it up hard
Wrapped in scars
Wrapping it up like yar
Bar by bar
Far to afar

you that's out of Season, its

Outrageous, everybody wanna write my pages,
So jealous of the talent I've been raised in, When I walk by you shrivel up

Pitchers of Silence

Sage Francis

Personal Journals

2002

the packaging. they're distracted by the gift rap.

predictable. easy to manipulate.
They're foreshadow puppets and I'm waiting for their strings to break.

to the square know one thing
It's closed curtain we leavin' mutha fuckers hurtin'
It's Rap-a-Lot Mafia life we all workin'
Punk we shut you down before you get

I’m married to the money don’t want George to get jealous
Or Ben he might get in his feelings I know some guiis only thing they rep is felon
Vause my

flow is crazy
First name, B, but I rap like Jay-Z
Yes, my life is so amazing
'Bout to get it this month
From the back to the front i'm leveling up
Put it

RE-UP Money & choppers
The game been infiltrated by niggas with BITCH ways
Sell they SOULS to get paid & ride Another niggas wave
I'll go back to hustling

a nerd? You're jealous that I'm clever with words
And I took yo spotlight, so what? You gon cry?
I EARNED this top spot, all I, did was fight
To get this

the thought of you could fucking make me jealous
I'm not normal when I'm not with you
I'm so depressed that I could cut right through this scar tissue
That's

a perc

These days I stress less they jealous more
Guess thats how it go
They scream hate but Im still paid 
Off of rap flows and what Im owed

Aint no

be shot by a nucka
That look just like me
That wanna rap like me 
Prolly talk like me
His heart don't beat like mine
Meanwhile these northern niggas

fire up the rockets
Wait, let me fill up my pockets
Never satisfied till my pants sag
I’m trying to build up my profits
Might be a lil cap in my rap, by

rap, that's pride
Dani on Drogon that's how I ride
The beat
But you remind me of Bambi on ice
Jealous MCs do splits like Spice
Some get noisy just like

With ignorance
I’m just after dividends
And business ends
Ball so hard I’m vigilant
With ligaments
By now it’s a routine
Clime out of the loose leaf
My