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I never understood my own dilemma
Make a record, break a record, just to make it better
But never really go, through with it I wanna know
Why is it I put my heart in this shit I put through the shredder
I'll probably never even release this
But in the off chance I do I think I need to preach
I'm devotin' my life to Jesus
A man that's so more dead than me
I need to be alive just to die for this man's legacy
Outsider... I say but can't remember why
I guess to rhyme with something best to sign this off as Alzheimers
And let's decide that was an accident, and I just practice shit
But never actually get to release the half of it
I quit rap... just to be miserable since that
Tell yourself that everybody's shit whack in order to get back
I've been writing shit for months it all fucking sounds like a diss track
So god damn pissed but still no idea what I'm pissed at
And yet I understand what I gotta go through
Kid just make a record that you show 'm with...
All the things you can and the things you go'n do
You could see the door if you would open it...
So if you put your hands up in the air
I'm a tell you that I'm here right now...
I said just put your hands up in the air
If you don't wanna be scared for a while...
I am the last gimmick
Mister 'I'm too good to spit so never do'
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Still hate on every rapper like it's credible
And put my non-existent shit up on a pedestal
I'd better be better, the real MC shredder
The illest beat getter, most visionary seller
Pressure to keep pressure on this hip-hop shit
You makin' records but it's just not hits
You need the press to feed you pleasure for you to get hard
And get thot bitches and you can get off
You know what all this shit cost, kids?
Used to be all about the plays on the radio (so)
So now it's all about the hits and the streams
How many motherfuckers care to listen to me? (plus)
What type of shit are we gonna sell additionally
Limited edition to be rich in a week? (but hey)
Could be that I just wanna blame things...
Ask me again when I'm a product of the mainstream
Now I...
And yet I understand what I gotta go through
Kid just make a record that you show 'm with...
All the things you can and the things you go'n do
You could see the door if you would open it...
So if you put your hands up in the air
I'm a tell you that I'm here right now...
I said just put your hands up in the air
If you don't wanna be scared for a while...
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