When people bell phone and its off they start mourning
They are not confident when im talking
People are running around in circlees they start over lapping
Fuck you post-drake-ass cliche-jerking, la-slauson rapping
Money is worst than a war
You ain't gotta hit the club no more
A perpendicular, angle of the clout war
Billy-club chainsaw, i’m coming through their front door
And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree
But id try n avoid./ that's why i'm so annoyed/ people tryna beat me/
And start hurting other people with verbal abuse
So you can ask black thought if i know my roots
Sure runnin' like i'm heavy hardcore
Keep it aggressive, peace don of war,
I don't know.. what you're lookin' for
Trying to maintain in this war
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