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Termanology
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This Goya
That ST showoff shit
Hunnid more jewlz
Yo Fuse let's go
Don't get me vexed like my ex to the text
Sending lectures and threats
Gas too and the electric is next
Listen to Rex, getting bent sitting on steps
Dealing with this writer's block, alcoholism and stress
Make me wanna stab somebody to death
Grab the money and flex
I been dying for a different address
I been crying when I sip, I'm a mess
I'd be lying if I said I never get jealous, it mess with my head
Make me wanna grab the weapons, have you rest with the dead
Bought on a flip, guess I'm gonna test 'em instead
Life is like a box of chocolates, you fill your body with toxins
And amoxicillin and penicillin to kill your illness
But in realness, these medical companies will get you monthly
Prescribing me pills that make me ill just to comfort me
Disintegrating your stomach lining with no acknowledgement
Quick to take all your dollars but never tell you the side effects
Lotta us, we like lotto picks, richest country in the world
But let little kids die over crooked insurance policies
Surely it's idiotic believing in this demonic system
Created by our forefathers like George Washington
Murderers, we put they face on a dollar bill
Ain't shit changed, we murder for a dollar still
I had a friend, he lost his life over a thousand pills
Detectives searching his wallet, inside they said they found his will
Ready to die, talk to God, let him reply
Let him see the wisdom and the honesty in your eye
Let him free the prisoners incarcerated for lies
That's the way to rise, crush the plan Satan devised
I been plagiarized, record labels bathing in lies
They feeding off our creativity and way that we rhyme
Executive decisions and propositions
By politicians and other rich men
On how many children they gon' fix
Make me sick, but it's more money to get
Hit the slot machine and it says 666
Critical news, alter my political views
It's pitiful the way they ridicule the minute you lose
Just like these trife ladies that swallow babies in the Mercedes
And fuck raw with any shady guy who got the rabies
I know where they sacred but just the way they interpretate it is
Turn up, you only live once, why waste it?
You could trace it back to they parents or simply debate it
But no matter how you take it you made a bed that you lay in
And not to say that betrayal's something I anticipated
But I guess I can identify where it originated
We twenty deep in the trap, only one makes it out
That's nineteen left standing there with they hands out
That's mathematics when jealousy's the mechanics
Of your friends that vanish instead of
Standing there like a man, they just dip
Jump ship, funny how the grass is greener
But nothing they did was helping
Feet reminiscing, Aaliyah, right?
So I swear that there's no loyalty in business
Just a bunch of different hypocritical ignorant figures
I try to be analytical and figure out they wishes
But every chick is a princess and friends'll switch in an instant
Depending on the division of dollars you can distribute
And what position you can put your friends in that'll benefit 'em
But switching up, I could give a fuck, I'm getting bucks
Listen up, you really rich, then hook your clique up with some
You phony rappers manipulating the fans as if you blazing hammers
And weighing grams and slaying canines, bananas
The truth is your lies are ludicrous, someone Google this
I'm 'bout to pull this card out the deck directly and ruin with it
Machiavelli on the celly, he telling me he doing it
Cuba weather feeling better than America, screw it
It's better to live your life on your feet than try to bow down
Get shot up in downtown, them bullets surround sound
Too many enemies, never know who coming for ya
They been one of ya done, them bullets gon' spill out your blood
I'm thinking differently, been through a lot of misery
Fill up the whole vicinity with lyrical calligraphy
History shows, if you wanna instantly glow
All you gotta do is sell your decency and your soul
Me, I'm on a different road, just strolling through life's tolls
Tryna figure out the meaning of life 'fore I go
All of this jewelry, clothes, money, cash, hoes
What is it really for? How much we really owe?
The video budgets, the funniest of ugly tricks
They make you look rich, throw you back in the hood with shit
Them ramen noodles is bomb when you starving truthfully
I'm with a army of thugs that'll bark down and will shoot for me
I write about my real life, y'all write fantasy raps
You ever see the fire fly out a cannon and splash?
Somebody shit and they call the pigs and you gotta dash
Pray they don't find the guns that we hid in my mother's grass
Somehow my enemies just never disappear
It gets crystal clear when I look in the
Mirror and see why they would fear us
You know they fear what they don't understand
Fearless but a humble man
Got my mind set on Europe and Japan
The type of money I made overseas from rapping
Is more than you made from trapping, so really who the hustler, man?
I'm sitting laughing at you dudes that judging, bugging
Talking 'bout we underground so we don't see no real money
But what's funny is I've been to more
Countries than you could spell for me
And I ain't have no Birdman, Russell or Puffy helping me
My fans see me in the street, don't know what to expect from me
Is he in a Ferrari or is he taking the bus with me?
Luckily I've been on the winning side of a lot of blessings
And aside from the stressing, I gotta say it's impressive
But even though I'm on that TV that you stare into
Ain't shit change, the guns or yay still available
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