Haven't slept for days cause of my evil ways,
Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave
I only know the underground is filled with all the warring lords,
I like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts
How do i get out, what ways where, what ways home
You better get her, i'm totally into my zone
Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats
I hear pouts and the lords come to pay, my heart begin to collapse
Iv come back with some new ways
I miss the better days
You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught
Know you are the king of kings and lord of lords in the book revelations god
Where the wave, show me the ways,
Let's face it, i can’t replace
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