Aristocrat TheRealIs1 - God's Design (2Close)

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06 Jul 2019

Too close, as i watch clock hands reach towards the ends of time. Live with a purpose. A new dose and i see what this life alone done to some friends of mine. Overcome these Devil urges. No approach to real freedom with system made to slave your mind. breaking chains with these verses. born like being black a crime But still we shine as Gods design. Nigga life live it like insurgents, targeted night sight execute before vision of rise blurs it. emergence of the burdened emerging with the verdict. whatever happens ends in a sin for the cursed men. worsen the person while more in for the 1 % niggas will kill you just fkr a taste of a compliment. onto vent. g to gent still get the same bullet sent. fuck it like 50 cent i wipe that shit off like pfft just a dent. now i tend to give up the funk like Parliament. rembering the faces and which way these fuck niggas went. 3 hours later got the address, money well spent. heater under mattress, danger close to relent repent never boast be humble living life god meant. sitting aside from your resent. thinking about the resonnace of every verb i bent they burn your tent then move you so they can loan you the rent. Too close, as i watch clock hands reach towards the ends of time. Live with a purpose. A new dose and i see what this life alone done to some friends of mine. Overcome these Devil urges. No approach to real freedom with system made to slave your mind. breaking chains with these verses. born like being black a crime But still we shine as Gods design. I'm a boss, Respected by the cause. Projected above who paused, Expected to beat all odds. Combative gaurds Protective over what cost, Rejected negative flaws, Perfected the art of bars, Relentless pursuing ours then Invested cash n cars. That's the charge, veteran gunning and dropping yours. Mopping floors, clean up after kicking the doors. Masks and fours, grab the cash search the drawers. Where's the stash, recruit their whores. Lucrative hustle, hit the bank, gimmi more. This that shit for niggas with trap embedded in their core. Lord knows the struggle n being poor But rich spirit soar, they afraid of our revolutionary war. Hear me roar. Barrel of the gun was hot soon after you shot and drop as your body pour. washed ashore Had to settle a score Too close, as i watch clock hands reach towards the ends of time. Live with a purpose. A new dose and i see what this life alone done to some friends of mine. Overcome these Devil urges. No approach to real freedom with system made to slave your mind. breaking chains with these verses. born like being black a crime But still we shine as Gods design.

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@djhappy @callmeobi appreciate y'all

4 years ago

Much luv bro

Here are my scores: Bars: 8/10 Delivery: 9/10 Impression: 9/10

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