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never could identify the body that i left behind
Ever since i was a little child i knew small-minded people don't 
Heart peaking like a bass-line power

a snail
Met a guy named Dale looked a little too pale
Tough as a nail worked on the rail
Offed by a cop who took off into the swamp
I chased him and maced

I've been 5'11 and 245
But if you put a picture side by side
It's obvious as fuck you lie
How could people just believe
On faith alone that you'll

Popping on it
Hopping on it
Flopping on em
Dropping on em
Them bitches know I running on the track
All of the people bout to sing it back
My shit was

finish school
and marry people that I like
we'll sell the house at twice the price
and move down to tampa bay
where we'll find ourselves a little hideaway

I remember 
Sunday mornings in church as a little girl 
listening to praise songs about wanting to be more like Jesus. I remember thinking how much

I see the fire burning brighter as it sets us apart, illuminating conversations whilst drinking in the dark
We may not be perfect people we were

in condition, don't need permission
To be breaking the records, an intermission might be needed
To handle this little rendition
I used to do things

shit I be onnat I ont need my people with me 
Free $G My babies GP'D what is PC my nigga 
Beef gets cheesed jimmys 
We ont lose sleep my nigga 
Slept

and take this stage from me
You’ll never take my legacy
People walk and talk in different directions
My 7-ply maple's 8.5 inches
Queen City what it dew?
You

of the signs, I can't ignore 'em
If they repeatin' I know it's important
My people gone don't leave my thoughts or my heart
Nocturnal, never been scared

to stay alive, you better get used to this state of mind, remember

5 years in the making, high here but I'm painting
Might say that I'm crazy, I had

of a better day
Seemed like only 5 minutes passed by the time that the credits played
So entranced, the youngest of four, the little man
We left the Brandt,

Ocean Prime is where I be
Life ain't free
Getting charged by the week
She a little petite
Eyes on me when I walk in
Ass so fat grab with both hands
Hunnid

a marathon
Yeah I'm getting chased by the bobylon 
Bust a couple donuts in the parking lot
Real street nigga till I'm dead and gone
Fuck the other side they

stuck on I-5
Here in Tacoma and Seattle
We sat by train tracks and sang to the sea before we stood
Here on the stage where we felt it in the moment

this inquisition 
I'll have you at your ends
Freezing you in this condition

Say hello to my little friend it's that peacemaker
Ready to rumble clip

Ghostemane, Ghostface, call me mage 
All my diamonds glow upstage 
We be going through the rage 
All these people talking strange 
Tired of these kids with they

on going baby, talking for the hell of it

Here's a little bout me
Only 19, and the dream so free
Really not sure who I am, who I be
But I want enough money,

I do this for the people that's been chillin and been patient
We been rocking for a minute I don't need no invitation

Rappers always talking bout

Living life in the fast lane 
No time for the fake and the past game
Fighting for a big bag bae
Waking up and have a bad day
I'm alone by myself now

see me wield my blade with.extreme flexibility
6 styles to my breath amplified by muscle density
I'm comin' at you quick with the shivers of a first

Showing identity 
By looking identical
Change is the enemy
Make it a felony
Millions of murderers killing time
Live with no purpose not feeling fine

Looking at different faces, the people are all the same
Man this where im at, but it’s something bigger calling my name
Aint ever understood, i just chose