I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate
The ride lurches forward and slowly creep towards our fate
I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what
In slow motion for the cause. pause.. forward.. fuck!
Silence, fast forward, these niggaz deserve rounds,
Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts
Before a nigga finish put in the work
I mention beef a lot in case someone steps forward
I got that cold flow, winnipeg, this is work
Fading out of my memory i must push forward,
As people move forward, i move backwards. room bastards, that's what
But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck
I write forward to save my day
And oh, i gotta find my way
And i drop top off in a hot cold
Still moving forward like a 2 year old
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