Simply out of this by choice The world's too much for the soul to
I focus on the void and I it Hopin' the depressed give in and give up So listeners give up your ears, it's your From here on a heroin like high, I off off my lie and my lullaby They itchin' for a new breath the calamine And I refuse to camoflauge with guys You see my mind is amused of they noddin' I so got 'em, as hypnosis of 'cause, when I talk they don't just I make 'em feel it, the unfamiliar A rush of your adrenaline you can up a buildin' You can become a killer, if scripted The first one's free, next time be billin' ya
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let the pain getcha I swear my will provide as a painkiller A painkiller, a 16 of let it chill Joe That burn that you feel, feel good don't it? Just sit back and relax and it easy And let the play Close eyes, whoever uninspired Pay me no mind, I put Adderol in Riddle them with Ritalin, attention Niggas start listenin', and what I'm them The that they brain need Them niggas sick of so they appointed me And I but the IV inside of me And ignorance was drug of choice but they alone leave 'em I am the sole The young soul that the OG's believe in And if you not convinced keep on promotin' I breathe in the game, they are Kevorkian They provokin' but as soon as signed I drew designs for consumer's so in time I do it for all y'all, do it for all gotta wait long The has arrived just be patient Please,
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See, they say one has to the past to last in the present. So I, bask in the weather the presence of these laggers lend me they rappin' to give gifts to my brethren. My nigga is more than a vocal booth, this is my, only truth, this is my risin' up. So you can ask Black if I know my Roots. Shit, before you? my Love for this, just know we would play Q-Tip in the Q before you knew T.I.P. And before you T.I.P. I was tippin' strippers properly to Pussy Poppin'. So, you ask me "What you know about that? ", ironically I'm askin' you the same question partna'. I am hip-hop. Past, and future. I can rap on some old Primo, sound like the present Sigo and make it feel a sequal to the new me, bitch. I'm Wale, the prescription.