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1: Termanology]
Sippin' this off the 8th floor balcony
how I made the whole world bounce for me
I had the on the low and blow silently
No longer wanna be but wanna violently
2 baby mamas, 2 babies, that's 4 to feed
A hundred friends but none of looking out for me
Got tax issues, got dust and got accounting
I just wanna hear my pain with this clouded
Is it all in my mind or am I
Is this comma in the air, one I avoid
Can I
Ask you to me the strength
Not to lust for anything that I afford
I need no awards or nothing immature
I was more thinking nightmares and men in wars
how my Aunt Temmy died last month
Got me smoking every L like it's my last
I keep it humble, don't chill with people gassed up
Some of my friends rich, some of them on last buck
How can I stop showing you love cos you had bad
Anybody can for me
Any hood I get mad

2: Joey Bada$$]
The get sprayed, never delayed
I'm just for a blaze, every time I blaze
Take a minute just to back in the days
As I this the maze
But I'm a caged rat, that's a staged fact
And you should 8 that
to get the papers
Caught up all the
Hiatus to my
The dilators
See 'em how traitors
And they rate us greatest and then they slave us
And enslave us in and engrave in our
That we can't be the
"We wasted too time"
time for granted
The food of life I
I pomegranate - man repping for the planet
I they granted
All my African Bambaataa
Pot of gold, I make that Potter "poof"
You not a son
You not
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