honest artist
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•06 Mar 2019
scary times noway honesty over purpose and professional agendas being pushed down the roads we all once burned tires on. back roads netell cell phone chirp sending out a page to weed man,for a dub sack of the hyrdro pyro dragon japanesse dealer ,earned his respect quick without changing my style and flow ,someone will find a way to hate but thats wasted enimes ,energy placed into assasin type hype being loud barking at the mic,mayweather ambions when quantizing beats this gift i was given was not to be my name caught up in conversations dope junkie basement plots had my eyes rolling back into my skull killed personal choice to enjoy be free and hopefull. turned to the dark side ,became the demon i battled with inside of my heart for years wondering my purpose on this earth since birth ,once they labled the adhd,adderall perscriptions and obession to studio equipment ,best drummer of class 2006,played shows with punk goth and heavy metal mosh pit katate ,blending cultrue . staying true to my aplifier plugged in ,live wire.tapping on the desk number 2 meet the motha fucking best. commited to being a warped tour band living out of a van,that was the only dream i would ever want ,reality was taking medication watcing toturials on fl studio ,that started off 14 playing daddys drum set from way back,vitntage gretsche engraved memory of me coparing my style to travis blink 182s own famous for his tattoos energy and orginal not give a fuck,what u think ,nicest guy in the world but this is hip hop,roped in within gang house affilation and secenery i can speak about ,the hoods where i have rarher drannk liqor as an intern middle of blood bushwick ,studios all around the globe i can ,run the console patch bay and compression,leave most drummers a meronome track sent out to his headphones turned up feeling the vibes,throwing everything he can do all in one drop of the sticks leave your skins cut needing a stich ,quuck fix for me is my cure on ice. the crisis of sipping lean is its overpriced overdose.. over my dead body and this shotty ima go back to mainline IV. substances i abused were helping me hang on,sucidal tendecys life changing comunity show love and support to mog3 morriss green more money to invest ,patient my whole life,acting what if? when the time clock says laughing in my eyeballs writing banger tracks out of traps . dont stay stuck up for to long ,new dawn comes apon when i see red dawn,horizon in the distantace, can you do why i do
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scary times noway honesty over purpose and professional agendas being pushed down the roads we all once burned tires on. back roads netell cell phone chirp sending out a page to weed man,for a dub sack of the hyrdro pyro dragon japanesse dealer ,earned his respect quick without changing my style and flow ,someone will find a way to hate but thats wasted enimes ,energy placed into assasin type hype being loud barking at the mic,mayweather ambions when quantizing beats this gift i was given was not to be my name caught up in conversations dope junkie basement plots had my eyes rolling back into my skull killed personal choice to enjoy be free and hopefull. turned to the dark side ,became the demon i battled with inside of my heart for years wondering my purpose on this earth since birth ,once they labled the adhd,adderall perscriptions and obession to studio equipment ,best drummer of class 2006,played shows with punk goth and heavy metal mosh pit katate ,blending cultrue . staying true to my aplifier plugged in ,live wire.tapping on the desk number 2 meet the motha fucking best. commited to being a warped tour band living out of a van,that was the only dream i would ever want ,reality was taking medication watcing toturials on fl studio ,that started off 14 playing daddys drum set from way back,vitntage gretsche engraved memory of me coparing my style to travis blink 182s own famous for his tattoos energy and orginal not give a fuck,what u think ,nicest guy in the world but this is hip hop,roped in within gang house affilation and secenery i can speak about ,the hoods where i have rarher drannk liqor as an intern middle of blood bushwick ,studios all around the globe i can ,run the console patch bay and compression,leave most drummers a meronome track sent out to his headphones turned up feeling the vibes,throwing everything he can do all in one drop of the sticks leave your skins cut needing a stich ,quuck fix for me is my cure on ice. the crisis of sipping lean is its overpriced overdose.. over my dead body and this shotty ima go back to mainline IV. substances i abused were helping me hang on,sucidal tendecys life changing comunity show love and support to mog3 morriss green more money to invest ,patient my whole life,acting what if? when the time clock says laughing in my eyeballs writing banger tracks out of traps . dont stay stuck up for to long ,new dawn comes apon when i see red dawn,horizon in the distantace, can you do why i do
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