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THE FINAL SONG
Dom McLennon
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Welcome to a modern bohemian mind
My wanderlust translated into a premium grind
They told me pick a lane, star power, stay through the median line
Until I found an exit label with Elysium signs
Leading the blind to get their eyes sight
My chakra shine bright
Keep it a hundred, these others are more like pyrite
And to me fool's gold is a pet peeve
Fuck a goal, all my dreams I achieve
Never apes to a soul, did it on my own and I did my own thing
In my own way, never humble
I deserve to be cocky as fuck too
But a place to help me create is what
I owe every last bit of my love to
Verbal kung fu with these lyrics
Smoke 'til I see my spirit
Dream Squad until death
Even though them niggas stressed every time they hear it
Stop
Bang bang, no games, draw fangs on lames, your fame's a shame
Never did it for the lifestyle, 'cause
The lifestyle will get you put in chains
If you had a 4K screen you couldn't put the
Vision of my motherfucking head in frame
Wanna clash in my path, I guarantee what's in my way is maimed
My voice still a little raspy
Beard still a little patchy
But my tracks so nasty
Rappers see life around competitors gladly
And my brainstorm be a tornado
You motherfuckers better call heart
Lately I've been feeling like a volcano
But I guess that's life if you Nate Carter, nigga
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Bad lam in these streets
Bad lam in these streets
Molotovs in my verses, you can see the flame when I spit
It's a bad lam in these streets
Bad lam in these streets
Molotovs in my verses, you can see the flame when I spit
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