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Since I was young I never had a song sung for me
And if I had friends they would all run from me
I was it
They was taggin pointin and always laughin
Bout how my glasses shone clear of the atmosphere
I stayed clear of all the bullies after classes
But I never had fear
I soon contracted a sense of independancy
GO hard like erections be
Shootin dog water while I'm lookin at the TV screen on late nights
Waitin on my moms to come Babysitter neva wit us
I grew up in the hood
I thought that's how life was supposed to be
Daddy never close to me
Used to see cockroaches where the toaster be
Sight blurry so I gotta get close to see
All the reality that was never exposed to me
Look, I can never be misunderstood as a crook
Kinda rare to see a young brotha with a book
Got the white man baffled
Black man perplexed
Tryna prove behind bars is not where we all rest
All be irrelevant
Some might be prevalent
Foes will be demolished
This poet so polished
You lying through yo teeth I'm being honest
Give the credit to my my father but Im only being modest
And to all the fans talking bout they goddess R.I.P
Neva scary
Killin all the weak
My nigga could prolly shatter yall critiques
Who else you know could chew on the truth
And don't shatter all they teeth
And if I had friends they would all run from me
I was it
They was taggin pointin and always laughin
Bout how my glasses shone clear of the atmosphere
I stayed clear of all the bullies after classes
But I never had fear
I soon contracted a sense of independancy
GO hard like erections be
Shootin dog water while I'm lookin at the TV screen on late nights
Waitin on my moms to come Babysitter neva wit us
I grew up in the hood
I thought that's how life was supposed to be
Daddy never close to me
Used to see cockroaches where the toaster be
Sight blurry so I gotta get close to see
All the reality that was never exposed to me
Look, I can never be misunderstood as a crook
Kinda rare to see a young brotha with a book
Got the white man baffled
Black man perplexed
Tryna prove behind bars is not where we all rest
All be irrelevant
Some might be prevalent
Foes will be demolished
This poet so polished
You lying through yo teeth I'm being honest
Give the credit to my my father but Im only being modest
And to all the fans talking bout they goddess R.I.P
Neva scary
Killin all the weak
My nigga could prolly shatter yall critiques
Who else you know could chew on the truth
And don't shatter all they teeth
For that damn girl-Hannibal
She look real cute.
Im like what you wanna do tonight?
Wanna fuss wanna fight, we can fuck, ill eat you good, you say" im sharp"
Im like damn did you feel my knife.
I dont give a fuck at all how you feel tonight.
We gonna have a crime scene if i kill you right.
Kill you nice show you diamonds, your my highness, im not sure if your the last drug ill do tonight.
I dont really wanna eat you wanna see you see through like your lingerie
niggas wanna chief kief you and beep beep you like R2D2.
Baby I just wanna cuff you.
To my muthafucking headboard.
Baby why you dead for?
your the only one ill wear all this red for.
Cause you said y
The Climb
I write for anyone who has turned left fell through the wrong fate
I speak confidence for those who hide quietly behind security codes overpriced clothes
Who calls hoes by their title and bark back a bitches that bite them
I poetically prove my success to the doubters that sits pouting when their inspiration lives less
I am the renovation
And I plan to redecorate the enterprises we call families and relationships
Its sad to to say we taking it so serious,our lives I mean
Drinking from the awful streams of appearances and TITLES
We are slowly dying with a life full of disappointments that are micro
I wish they would pass me the mic so
BEIJA! You on?
I got one simple question fo ya ass.
A lil summ
I'm neva stressing
But she's undressin ready for me to to put some dressin on her salad
She ride me til she tired
I eat her til she crampin
I'm coola than them niggas laughin at me
Middle finga on yo shit makin yo pussy happy
Climaxin to the beat
Teeth clinching curlin yo feet
Lookin back while im wackin you
You growin weak
You know that im a poet some come and ride up my street
And write yo number onna mirror
No need to be discreet
Cause I love you
That nigga wit you cause he wanna fuck you
Im in it for the long run
He walkin tryin ta duck you
You got this type power
Bittersweet kinda sour
How i cannot go without you
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