Gravitate

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I just want to jump up real high slam my feet down from the sky now i start to

 

fly like a butterfly Donald trump is a boss shutting down all the chaos like big

 

Ross make you start to flaws jaws drop down all across turn you to gold like

 

the cross he got the hot sauce leaven you left with out no apple sauce make

 

you do the crisscross like you got withdraws wars start to pause because he

 

put out the new laws bandaging this shit like you got gauze now all the outlaws

 

run for the new cause brainwashed whitewash like squash don't forget the

 

mouthwash people start to pop up everywhere like there a big ass clan now

 

you start to understand Trump will berry you in the sand while hes in command

 

if you think your going to rule the land you better come up with a better plan

 

you should of done your research before you start to breach dumb ass politic

 

politicians lost us billions now people start to listen news TV precision brain

 

washed religion keeping us driven no one even got a real vision my minds

 

like an engine veterans weapons here comes the new lesson do you even

 

have any question here's a gun son become someone adrenaline pumped

 

influenced experienced and punched amongst bunch balanced like a slump

 

movements while i make stunts watching legends present how far they have

 

accomplished threw the darkest they become the smartest lets be honest

 

flip my wrist and i start to twist i cant resist i am a lyricist getting blessed with

 

this kiss feel the bliss now i can reminisce dream and wish sometimes i am

 

a fish in the ocean going with the motion just a coasting and hoping that i do

 

not get ate like i am a peace of bait now i start to contemplate getting everything

 

straight like i got no food on my plate with nothing to celebrate so i try to stay

 

up late always meditate making my own frame at my own rate slowly ill start

 

to gravitate and get more food up on my plate i start to debate i don't even

 

hesitate be nice if you dropped me a rate i am left out in the dark i am the great

 

you cant even relate i got the fate coming straight out the gate now start to

 

generate in my own state in my mind i am grinding all the time fighting the

 

thunderstorms everything starts to swarm sounding off my alarms i got the arms

 

with the cards in my hands just play one last stand make me one hundred grand

 

expand my brand make m understand i am the man with a slow steady plan i

 

scan everyone around me like i am in Pakistan here comes the van shits about

 

to hit the fan like batman that got head stuck in a can because no one like him

 

like Taliban straight gang land no one really in command smashed down in the

 

Sand trapped slapped wrapped packed up like a bomb ready to start to fire

 

bomb straight threw the intercom like i am smoking on a bong still about to run

 

this marathon.