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A Beautiful Mind
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Ransom
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When you look at my brothers, what's your first impression? Does the sight of us leave you guessin' Or do you understand the stressin', the aggression? The look of no hope on my n*ggas' faces Like the Lord overlooked us when he handed down his graces See embrace us, falls short on the numb tips of street entrepreneurial fingers Stuck in the walls of the project halls where the coke smell still lingers External blingers is all we can be 'Cause on the inside we've been given nothin' to shine with Gotta frown at some of this stuff They say that new Duffle don't sound hungry enough I've never lied to you, this how I'm sumin' this up It's hard to replicate a hunger when n*gga's stomach is stuffed I'm not a man that look for someone to bluff Kept it a gram, now n*ggas numbers is up Stick to your plans when n*ggas come to disrupt Some n*ggas smile in your face while they put a gun to ya gut A newly refined beautiful mind If you needed an artist who's in his prime, who would find? 'specially when you feedin the family, doin the crime I know the feelin' bein locked in the cage and losin' the time You should not be afraid of provin' ya grind Visionary with the words that could lead a school of the blind I'm paranoid in my mansion, losin' my mind By the window with the tip of the barrel, movin' the blinds No need for ya commentary Where was n*ggas at when I needed the commissary? Half of these n*ggas love to be a cell The other half dread it here like Martin Payne at the monastery Everything we do with our lives gotta be honorary On top of makin' it monetary When it come to murder, I'm calm as any Take a stand and you gettin' life as soon as your honor's ready Duffle Bag had to be him, savvy and grim Soul searchin' in the valley of sins, daddy was him Chip off the old block And a gig is hard to get than coke So n*ggas get their grind on 'cause TV tells us Aim high, n*gga, (?) In the gutter where you can find me Who else gon' give you the realest verses besides me Corona's got my eyes low, lower than Chinese Supply these n*ggas masked up over them 5Gs Supply the world with this vaccine, relax queen I'ma little more than a Shaq meme in a rap stream What that means I'm enlightened when I be writin Black dreams of us fightin' the shackles they tried to tighten I represent somethin' marvelous to us all A blueprint if you fatherless and you poor No new prints, the revolver is in the draw I'm a warrior in a garden, not a gardener in a war Steel against steel, I'm just sharpenin' up the sword That's regardless of your awards, I'ma harvest of the applauds I die for you to live, put this martyr up on the cross Went to Harvard and took a course, I'm an artist you should endorse Duffle and Craven, somethin' amazin' We holdin' every hustlers in (?) stuck in amazement My every step crushin' the pavement, f*ck the engagement We Jessie and Walter White when they bubbled up from the basement Who you think you 'bout to be cuffin' up in the station? I never met someone I can trust enough to be patient My flow is quite clean like COVID-19 Pipe dreams, they was never a rush to touch any patience When a n*gga goes from not doin' to doin' What do you tell him, not to be a n*gga? sh*t, I gots to be a n*gga, that's how I pay the bills And I'ma do that whether I gotta sling this coke Or exploit these rhyme skills...
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