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Get in where you fit in
Even if
The alley way is tight
Even if ya foes push away
With such might
That the after shock hurt you
Damage only last
For short times
Then it's back to being court side
I never take advice from
Clowns who sit and
Cheer loud
With some Pom poms
Niggas are sweeter than a boon boon
Rapping bout the arms
That they carry
But I'm arm strong
Don't you see the arc
On my shot dawg
Suffocated apply Vicks
That shot dog
Chain wrap
I send y'all niggas back into groud dawg
Only time ya head pop
Is when the spring come
Like a ground hog..
Fuck everybody
I don't care
About a social life
I sit and laugh
When I see open mics
Clapping for atrocity
Auctioning
All of my old feelings and thoughts
If you buy em
Maybe you straighten up...

Latley I've been seeing people fucking up
And I'm a fuck up
Voicing your opinion
Nigga shut up
You ain't make ya own shit
How you gon say what I should clean up
Better take your talents to
The clinic
Take ya seed
And put it where ya mouth is
Niggas are bratz
And I don't like kids
Everyone on twitter a philosopher
Sluts for comments
Get the big picture change
The appature
Ima call a officer
Maybe he can help me find my consciousness...
Walking through the shadows
Feel the ominous
Emission
From my blood thirst
Lady don't tempt me it could get worst
Make you take the sausage like a brot worst
Bitches don't want me
So what
Success does
That karma
So when it comes back I'm at the forefront
You can kiss my gloots
If you think else wise
Fucking tough guys
This highschool
Take ya lunch and park your ass on that side
These small cliques
And bicker and bats
These bastards think
They know it all
They don't!
But who should tell em
Maybe you
Cause I've been trying
But this little engine couldn't reach the mountain
He's helpless
Freed em to the wolves
My body acing for some seconds
Fuck the records
Niggas clipping games
And fans are just the helpers
One foot in two graves
That's for receivers and the sender
Recollect the handed brothers
Form my own fucking syndicate
The sin is a memory
I wish I relived
pass the potion
To enlighten me
The
fire rips
Through my body
I feel it seap through my
Cruel lips
The new shit
Is now a hit or miss
And niggas Shaq from the line
I'm shaq in his prime
Break the back
If you act like you play d
You reach
POPP
you postered
Watch the pros play
From ya sofa...
And if you wanna jump
Go on jump
I guarentee
When you land
Ya foundation will get chopped
Stuff you back in the caravan
And just ride

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from The Noise​:​Inside&Out, released September 14, 2014
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