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And now im running round
in my own world
watch me run em down
burn em out
freestyle or writtens I ain't slowing down
I'm leaning now
art dealer lingo
when the words flow out
high w/ it even when no smoke is even around
make a sound, programme flipped
you can see my style
something to feel while riding throughout the hills
something to feel while giving your body that feel
all that backseat maccin,
while rappin, the beat banging, no slacking, stay active
Life needed a reaction
unless its my art don’t give me no attention
cozy on my ones or with those who are a blessing
can’t parlay with everyone, cool with the distance
its kind of weird what some people do for attention
leave my soul on this page
the rage in my palms
guess i got to make the music hurt a while
Tunes for your head top, I’m a art dealer
bobby beige, different wave, I’m a smooth brother
i put cancer on the bench, we had to flip the picture
let me tell you bout the wave and what bought it together
alll of these stories of women,
lust, drugs and sleepless nights..
blow your mind
I already blew my load on some models spine
a sucker for the life
caught in the rise
slave to the scene
lost as a teen fulfilling crazy dreams
now am i
Tired of fucking bitches
fucking too many ,
now theres no distinction,
lucks run out
its gone, I feel it missing
My Guilt grinding on me so theres friction ,
All eyes open ,
frustration,
Cant see my vision, yeah
They never did
Turned my comrades into competition,
Gave me words of wisdom but i didnt listen,
see I was on too something
gold traded 4 bronze
running from first
2nd aint me neithers third
so i had to get back on my worst
don’t be numb son, words from my marge
that line alone can leave a dangerous spark
last of the lonely hearts
You say i talk too much , i had to get back on my hustle
Cant fit in anywhere, got stuck in this puzzle
others fucked up the huddle
Bite as big as their bark
gave them a muzzle
never stress who hates you
just beware of the ones who like act like they love you
those are the ones in life who really out too get you
so listen up close, peep the flow
Threw out my backpack , replaced it w/ duffel
this all black is now a uniform yet I’m far from comfy
beard grizzly,
hat low, mellow mood
rare groove, different step
still cool with all those i came with
in my eye sight see i scope this
you play a role
so put respect on my name like I’m andy cole
