| Ain’t no tellin' when my journey gon' end…
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| I’m taking steps
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| Diggy, uh…
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| First and foremost, this poem my core spoke
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| You score hits with ghosts who record on voice note
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| My lines end up quotes, in time those blind grow
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| Remind 'em the game cold, you might die in ya bubble coat
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| I don’t stumble or miss, I rock this rhyme slow
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| The show don’t go on until I arrive so
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| It’s fuck ya top five, I’m in line with true goats
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| With flow so prime my delivery free bro
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| Your innermost evil been feeding your ego
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| You never gon' reach gold by using them cheat cods
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| You’ll never compet no, never reach elite zone
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| We’ll kill you with what we’re cooking in kitchens then bleach stove Keep toes
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| on them beach coves, we’re reppin the east coast
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| Where ya mental best be suited for shooters who heat chrome
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| And leak foes who speak low, sleep beneath the green growth
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| You stay where the sheep go, I’m wherever my feet roam
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| This the quest
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| Ain’t no tellin' when the journey gon' end
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| I’m taking steps
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| Moving forward, walk with family and friends |
| Where to next?
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| This the plan, every second we spend
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| No time to rest
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| Tell my truth, while your story sound stressed (x2)
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| Can tell a lot of you still lying on verses
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| Like your fitted permanent and it’s attached to your person (that's a cap, uh)
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| I don’t rehearse it, just say what rise to surface
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| Then I write again, my processes recursive
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| Don’t worry 'bout me, you need to change what you’re concerned with
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| Started jottin' lines when lunch ladies still served us (that's real young)
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| I do this with a purpose
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| Wrote it off-speed, 12 to 6 like a curve is
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| Don’t idolize rappers, we not worth your worship
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| Still, I’m unsigned hype like five mics is a wordsmith
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| On darker days you gotta pull aside the curtain
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| Try to enjoy the ride I found Nirvana like Kurt did
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| Nevermind, love to those who still hurting
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| And for our people we lost, we’ll reunite I’m certain
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| This sound you heard is from my heart’s design
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| I know who follow my moves only when everything’s fine |