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Always looking for the fresh shit , next hit. Here I am Held up In my parents basement, I’m lit , Gave up drugs But the pen and paper is what I picked up Drugs in a form I can’t describe it , Up next , Tosh.0 , Plagiarize it New words new scrip. This life , I bet my name is next Lost my cards , Gambling , Poked her She ain’t shit , Here I am Held up In my parents basement, Gave up drugs But the pen and paper , my next script Every breath I fake , Tells me I’ll make it Chose to do this the hard way Dealing with the regret shit I see it Visions of my life Flash so fast Polaroid , click Words flow so fast Y’all gotta memorize it I ride solo ain’t got no click Got no friends Family bulls shit Through hardship Take my words and realize it . Hold on the sun , it shines shit Darkness im leaving behind it Close both my eyes And I dive in I’m the deep end Meet my demising If I said I got this Unless I mic it I’d be lying My words they can’t be trusted Living life bankruptcy, My trustee Is my guidance These angles Got their work Cut out , Birds not flying So I sing Soft songs It hard , I’m rhyming Life’s blinding My tape I rewind it These words I bind them I love spittin I do it so politely , My rhythm Got blues and good quotes Cliche is me grounded And then I say Lessons I fought and I found em , These beats Just drowning Open my mouth What comes out Is outstanding , im gunna take my bow And come out from underground yo.
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