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Battlin' my brain Like a rock up a hill Tattletale for some fame Now you get a little filled Pop shots with no aim Hope a homie ain't killed Sh*t get a lil' real Coughin' when I hit that weed Strike my thoughts a new deal Quick still stay stuck Now I stack it to the ceiling Go run it on the corner Pray that the lord is willing I got no cash So that's why they caught me stealing Take your overpriced Hipster a**, Starbucks cups Know what happens in this town When the sun go down Ain't nothin' that I'm proud of So I gotta get out Gentrify these crackers They ain't actors, but they actin' Sh*t get hot You gon' give yourself acne Catchin smoke from a barrel That won't make your mom happy Live another life Shoulder'd weight with no backing Actually I'm not sure If this happening Figures, that's the actioning Apathy for a causality Naturally I'mma b*st*rd please Entropy that's whats happening Yeah Entropy is what's happening Entropy for the happening Shootin' up these motherf**ker b*t*hes Green stacks with no riches Throat's burnin', dig ya ditches I'mma f**kin' missile vermin Stickin' by just like I'm hitchin' Sketch me skatin' Hatin' on that wimpy a** little face Run with races Kill these racists with a little bitty k Ak-47 in this motherf**kin' joint Shootin' up the station News gon' hear a little noise Free the citizens, they innocent But they just keep it toy We a little bit illiterate So we ain't striked to poise I got missions, secret visions Ain't no room for all these chickens Let me listen, get the f**k Up out my business Lick it up and send it off Like I was fireworkin' incense Make it, mix it, f**kin' master And drop dead for no riches Shoot up, shoot up, shoot up The station Shoot up, shoot up, shoot up The stat Shoot up shoot up TV station, TV stat You ain't goated till somebody murder you Shootin' at a cop you shoot it vertical And why you tweeting when nobody even heard of you You ain't safe little homie they are hurtin' you Protection turned a fashion The fascists got all the a**ets They thinking that they won't have it Half of us flagged as b*st*rds No data up on my dad All my homies spin just like that No livin', we down bad No money, 'cept leaders had No funny, everyone sad No bunny, honey go mad Nose runny, cold when you black Well surely I'll end up dead Shootin' up myself That's exactly what they want If you ain't a slave to their system You a worth nada, none And why we laughin? This is not a lotta fun Free speech but you Can never say c**t You cannot be aggressive You cannot speak your mind You cannot be angry This is how how they rule your mind It's what's yours is mine Till it's yours and It'll never in a million f**king years Ever be mine They drownin' us just Hope we lose time It's hard to swim in the dark But there is simply no light I don't wanna drown now in the moonlight I wanna end up dead by midnight I wanna get home by the time its sunrise I don't wanna die now with my head in my own lies I don't wanna die I don't wanna die right here, right now Surrounded by a big fat disguise I said shoot up shoot up Shoot up the station Shoot up shoot up shoot up the stat Shoot up shoot up TV station TV stat TV station
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