old school class

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still i stayed tha same exact age its simple to explain only to pencil in the circles multi choice then sign my name alive looking aware of just how im so preserved with convincing words gotta trust the process in the wrong moments time hangs there with no motion suspended in the air tired years back when i was 17 still getting tested finishing up wit puberty getting arrested aint really that old what the fuck where's time skipping off to its like i haven't aged for minutes hardheaded dont like to fucking listen I get more stubborn feeli like avoiding my birthdays 123 age is just numbers I stay up 24 7 life is excellent so take a couple extra breaths hip hop aways been here and im still on some real shit never had to get back on my bullshit I can live for ever thru music a pending legacy you can hear me flow so amazing now brace your self I been always existing abusing every decade rhymes mutuate done fo the day zig zags go great with a big bag so let me set the record straight I spin like 20 Inch rims putting scratches to vinyl dj play that fuxking fire read you like a book so I got a glock stashed in the Bible surviving a rock and a hard place think what's positive for me is opposite every consequence growing old doesn't get you common sense i left foot steps for you to follow that's how I got to all this knowledge fuxk it who wanna live forever same way to contradict it so who wanna be dead forever just another bullet loaded full clip guns and roses love starts doubting the heart and murders ya intentions give anxiety to society chewing off the fingers tips i get vivid hopes snow balling down mountain slopes that's when I stay aroused start sowing my oats breakfast distracted burnt up the toast got fucking haters talking down on me missed matched lost and found no fuxking money that's wishful for being so broke and I break down hearts in half and laugh l ike its funny im about murder somebody ski masking put on my face make me feel im gonna rob you make me understand better make me feel I got too sneezey hawwchu locking it down old school under the ground study long study wrong didnt do no homework hustling did own work quick cash so sit back stack that high big stack sky the limit see me im realness no gimmick top of the morning till sunset fuckhead get a cold flaccid dick left laying on ya hotbed insecure call you shortbread I cause so much torment hit you with objects give a sorehead yeah just like I aforesaid cant hear me clean ya ears of them cobwebs if I moved to the artic I'd do drive byes in bobsleds shots to forehead kill ya more dead

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