[INTRO: You ever feel like, us against the world? Yeah, me too
[VERSE 1: Go ahead and collect data, I deliver it deliberate, the little bit of hate in my considerate, It's just the way I was in the pit of the fall, Consider it all, before I get a bit too deep to come back, Two feet to run back, I ain't one to quit man, you need to that, Age ten I am, diaper in my hand, kid in my lap, life in my hands, Trying to raise my seed, but that don't bother me, I don't need apologies, Eagerly leaving these demons of mine, My mind is divided I try to it, but bothered by the violence seen as a kid, Even at this rate, I fix the mistakes I made, So that I missed every sick day, I ain't get a day off, I aint seen the sunshine, I ever had a choice, 'Till I rhymed,
CRAW] This is I see when the lights go off, This is what I when I bite my jaw, is what I feel when the mic turn on, And my get off so I write my songs, This is I see when the lights turn off, This is what I get I write my wrongs, If I don't do here then I might get soft, And I might dissolve, so I write my
2: CRAW] They always ask me, Craw you do that? Why'd you have to fuck up the one thing you knew that, could you, You stupid, you up, you crazy? I know, maybe all of the above, I'm a villain, Why you think I pick a career that me one in a million chances to advance and really do this shit, But we been beating the odds since my had cancer in her uterus, this is not a joke homie, I'm not here for pussy, I am broke homie, I don't how to do shit but rap tight, So you watch your back if you attack Mike, I ain't giving props to wack types, And I really have time to smoke weed and bullshit, My rent was due on the and it's the fourteenth, Plus I been care of them since I was fourteen, So before you puff chest out and spit that, I'd a second, think why you on this path, And how hard you hit that, I'ma hit harder, You to kill but I came to slaughter
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[VERSE 3: Yeah, gotta make it through setbacks, Sign of wetbacks, brought to prosper and can't that, For my family left back, feeling impact, Fuck the lottery, get cash, hustle not a ten sack, Work to get that, I live modest and give back, Taught humility a snotty kid and I been that, But is this humbleness, or am I defending my pride, Cause I done chilled with and didn't even tell um I rhyme, So of my time, lyrical fitness hella divine, I never want another responsible for my shine, So go ahead and an artist's dick and get in the line, Giving every person in me a demo to get signed, When I'm the rhyme, I ain't trying to impress you with lines, I'm my mind, it keeps my chakras forever aligned, Still with graphic poster, geometric design, Reminds me I was broke but still feeling everything's fine, I grind like I'm supposed to, you think fine, Couldn't give back to the culture if you sent them spine, Man you kids bark chalk when you write your wrongs, We admit with bars and put our life in the songs, the wrongs
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