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Alcatraz
- “Bitch got me locked up like im in Alcatraz”
- I’m on the brink of insanity, cant stop spitting bars so rapidly
- Rapped so god damn much, I started rapping so casually
- I write my raps down so naturally, it just flows so perfectly
- Album every few months, I do that stuff purposefully, im speaking verbally
- Not talking in a hyperbole, im a man of my word, lay it forward
- Now give me the truth, straightforward, I was a kid in SF walking to school
- Some little bitches want me to accept their ridicule, now they on the floor with a bloody pool
- Beat their asses so much, had to change to a different middle school
- Now im living my best life, nothing to control my lifestyle
- So I rap and laugh and smile, meanwhile, I’m getting called hostile
- Like what? Can I talk to a Marshall, or someone with a brain in their fossil
- Winner winner chicken dinner swallow up and go gobble gobble
- Spread the word of the gospel gospel, and go squabble squabble up
- Turn up the throttle throttle up, rapping so poetically, they called me Aristotle with the pen
- Rapping like it’s my last day on earth, put me on the show, ESPN
- They asked me when, I said never mind im going on CNN Ten
- Jailed me up so casually, im a do you a favor and up the bars
- Stop and pop, like one of them superstars, hoes that got good personalities are scarce
- It’s like their nonsense is automatically a feature, they like the grim reaper
- But just a little sweeter, im carrying a heater, 165 millimeters
- Santa once said me your dead to me, rapping so heavenly
- I’m going to die eventually im a super human mind in a normal body
- Cast a beam on my personal emergency
- Only when I have nothing but time do I suddenly feel urgency
- Family waiting nervously, been hours not heard a word from me
- My keepers stripped the perk from me, do I deserve to see
- Loved ones hearts strewn on they sleeve
- When it's my fault that they hurt and bleed
- I'm a lowlife jerk who revolves around greed
- Probably why nothing gets resolved around me
- Other than the fact, the Alcatraz guards knows me personally
- Jailed me up so casually, im a do you a favor and up the bars
- Stop and pop, like one of them superstars, hoes that got good personalities are scarce
- It’s like their nonsense is automatically a feature, they like the grim reaper
- But just a little sweeter, im carrying a heater, 165 millimeters
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