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Da, dah, Da, Da, dah, Bop, Bop, Bop It's 4.30am I'm dog tired still waiting on perfection I know it sure as he'll aint coming in this lifetime. Been up all night for weeks now writing, trying catch a glimpse of all my old school writing Mo fos be like stealing my shit trying to cover there tracks those stupid Mo fos couldn't even add lib. I've retired to retire again over tired trying Run out wit and remain sain in this game. Believing it just a game for the outlet of emotion that overwhelms and untamed my spirit to spit up half the shit that falls from my lips. Da, dah, Da, Da, dah, Da, Bop Bop Bop, Da dah Da Da Dah Da, dah brrraaa. Looking back moving forward calling in the wind. Chaseing old school dreaming of where to begin. Loveun always a sacrifice myself usually the aim of the slaughter. I'm stepping in stepping up you didn't knock me out hard enough. Your creator coming for you, you know who you are that branded thevory attempted murder, Oh and assult on an innocent heart. Some wonder why I find it hard to love again to put right in my mindset the unjust from the insane a never ending story such a drama for a stage. I'm a realest nothing fake on me I tell it how it is and what and how it Gunnar be. Run with your pack remember those who made ya be brave young troopers for all those deceived deprived of there enterprise. Always be an individual toward what your taught as right those going off the deep end wanna battle ok lyrically fight. Psych, ESP is how I fell how I came back it's all I got to be. Lost in the music my passion my love almost as grand as my beloved my dove. Chillin with the Elite thanks for the new crew let's get this fucker going and spit some home truth.
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Da, dah, Da, Da, dah, Bop, Bop, Bop It's 4.30am I'm dog tired still waiting on perfection I know it sure as he'll aint coming in this lifetime. Been up all night for weeks now writing, trying catch a glimpse of all my old school writing Mo fos be like stealing my shit trying to cover there tracks those stupid Mo fos couldn't even add lib. I've retired to retire again over tired trying Run out wit and remain sain in this game. Believing it just a game for the outlet of emotion that overwhelms and untamed my spirit to spit up half the shit that falls from my lips. Da, dah, Da, Da, dah, Da, Bop Bop Bop, Da dah Da Da Dah Da, dah brrraaa. Looking back moving forward calling in the wind. Chaseing old school dreaming of where to begin. Loveun always a sacrifice myself usually the aim of the slaughter. I'm stepping in stepping up you didn't knock me out hard enough. Your creator coming for you, you know who you are that branded thevory attempted murder, Oh and assult on an innocent heart. Some wonder why I find it hard to love again to put right in my mindset the unjust from the insane a never ending story such a drama for a stage. I'm a realest nothing fake on me I tell it how it is and what and how it Gunnar be. Run with your pack remember those who made ya be brave young troopers for all those deceived deprived of there enterprise. Always be an individual toward what your taught as right those going off the deep end wanna battle ok lyrically fight. Psych, ESP is how I fell how I came back it's all I got to be. Lost in the music my passion my love almost as grand as my beloved my dove. Chillin with the Elite thanks for the new crew let's get this fucker going and spit some home truth.
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