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People act like I'm the cat that caused cancer,
So evil in fact I don't rap I do stand up,
laughing at you clowns Im down on five cans cunt,
And nine spliffs I line up when its time, bump,
Opposition I'm the fury of the mediocre,
Artists in my genre and a pack a day smoker,
So I will probably die before my time comes,
Im sorry for mistakes I made goodbye mum,
And dad Im glad you raised me up the way that you did,
Im older now and know that I was stupid when I was a little kid,
Used to fuck around and screw around with the other children,
Following the crowd was a sheep now I'm a pilgrim,
To hip hop now I think I gotta purpose,
Made me proud of who I am when they saying that Im worthless,
When on the surface I knew that they were jealous,
That they don't have what I had just a desk an he searches,
To find nothing no success in that nine to five,
I used to rhyme to pass the time make a syllable combine,
with that last line,
A train of thought you cannot stop so,
Let me kick it, can i kick it?
Yea I fuckin thought so,
Miikool manners be the name,
Im the one you call insane,
Delved into my demons chamber,
And I think I changed,
So no going back,
Nope,
Think I smoke some more,
Dope,
Kick it in my bedroom with my bong but I lost the stoke,
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Smurkin smoking herb
Thinking purpose no deserts,
Just disturbed on alert life is passing like a blur,
Drinking heavy so I swerve,
For I'm buried under earth,
Cause the dirt is what Im worth,
Been cursed like since my birth,
In school I had to go to church,
But I believe in nothing,
They said I had to follow,
slipped off when they discussing,
Smoking drinking driving,
Passing crews like i am lightening,
People looking at my figure,
Thinking I am frightening,
Cause there aint nobody like me,
I think Im the prototype,
Or might be many more,
An Im just blind and needing new sight,
I need a new start,
Just go away and let us part,
Im dealing with some new cards,
Im hope this time I will last,
Like holding on a pill,
Coming down I need a new one,
Fill that bottle up with water,
Disposing of the rum.
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Feeling like I'm doing time
On a search I never find
The key to breaking out
An it get hard to remind,
Myself like what I wanna be
But to me thats a mystery,
Like what is up my sleeve
If you could see then spell it out me,
Never getting better
Sweating like a summer sweater,
Leather get em all wetter
Chill out like a margarita,
All winter with my heater
That be bud stashed under seaters,
In my car too stoned,
Man I hope they didn't see us,
Feeling like I'm doing time
I been paying rent for years,
Homes don't feel like like mine
No disrespect to peers,
But they don't understand,
So they label me as weird,
Pidgeon hole my life
Like all I do is get on gear,
But theres more,
If you listen,
Then getting fucked up
Yolo only live once
Don't wanna live my life like that
Gotta stop and make a change
Yea tomorrow yea I will
After all the hangover pains,
I swear.
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You can't tell me nothing teach me shit I won't be budging,
Ya not the first to tell me cussing stating I am stubborn,
Sculling glasses smoking doobies claiming I could change,
But yesterday I said again I need to find a way,
To find a better day blind as hell its saturday,
You know whats in my blood Im coming out first to celebrate,
Pave my way out from out this cage I'm breaking free I demonstrate,
An if my life a plate then mine feel empty no debate,
Fast food can only serve me so long,
Now I'm going for the long haul,
But so much extra baggage think I need a U-Haul,
Half the man I used to be,
They calling me darth maul,
I think I mustve dropped the ball,
Somewhere on the line cause now I get no phone calls,
From all my long gone friends,
Cause I never showed for there cause,
and effect now I'm alone,
But I chose this for myself,
An no regrets in this cone,
Im feeling older in the mirror i can see it coming,
Think its over but I'm holding on like roller coasters,
Spilling glasses on the table thinking fuck the coaster,
It bound to fail anyway you learn that when its over,
Throwing salt over my shoulder,
Cause I feel them demons closer,
Im the prey and they the poacher
But I won't be victim to the slaughter,
Im pushing for success no matter the rooms address,
Portable studio from song to video respect,
To anyone in my position,
Fame is not the mission I just wanna share my vision,
To my family and friends and make a couple on the way,
So if the end if it don't pay,
Im gonna do it anyway,
And thats real no matter my stature in the state, trippin,
Smoking up and living up with the homey C-Pimpin'
And you can judge,
But we the ones who won't shut up
If you pull that shit on Curtis I be like by cunt!
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its amazing how much your eyes can tell
and it looks like you may as well /
I thought you was something good but you were something else
Like some trash round the house on the after party's couch /
The one that would let me DOWN yet I couldn't keep you out
Of my isolated life FOUND you'd only bring me doubt /
Reaching out for help but that hand won't come
Need a close off all these halls and maybe board up some / Don't knock /
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I aint crazy but I'm sure not normal,
when I'm rocking up to formals I just don't look formal,
My calling be the gutter,
Smoking in this mother fucker,
Not a dart I mean a blunt,
To fucking shut these people out,
All that bullshit from there mouth,
I mean it really bug me out,
Insectophobia,
Im just chillaxing on the couch,
With this bad attitude like I'm oscar the grouch,
Don't know why you wanna talk or let alone sort me out,
Maybe she just wanna fuck,
thinking Im that easy,
Yea, have you in the toilet,
Giving BJ's easy,
Thats ya problem,
Thats why you get no respect,
Who wants to be with a bitch,
Who eats every dick she can get,
Im sure you probably think Im crazy,
Cause you think your so fine but Im glad you aint my baby,
Its not like I got something on mind against you,
I know better than to comply with a slut in this world just like you,
With A Slut like you,
I Could Never be with A Slut like you,
With a slut like you,
Cant even count how many dudes you do,
With a slut like you,
I could never trust a little slut like you,
With A Slut like you,
But fuck I love a slut or two,
Cause Im like everyman,
I just hold a soft spot,
For easy fucking women,
I pick em up at bus stops,
The must do's and must not's,
I still do I can't stop,
So so wet like mildew,
Im gonn spew from my cock,
But bitches don't be trippin,
Like my head when Im livin,
Cause I still need that pussy,
Im walking contradiction,
Science fiction,
Eat a dick in outer space,
like an interstellar mission,
Fishing in the party,
And can I stand, hardly,
Your walking over touching joking,
How bout I open palm you,
For opener?
An entrance and a half,
How bout I fuckin vomit up that final glass,
On your milkers,
You got em out I had to aim,
Give a fuck how early I came,
Just get out of my T,
Outstayed your welcome better leave,
And I will let you leave you number on the desk top,
Sayin' I will fuckin call you but I think I just forgot,
A slut like you,
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