I got ways to sort beef like shattering jaws on concrete,
Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat
Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice
Smoking weed, inhaling illegal chemicals, looking and hoping for some sort of relief,
I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage
That i had some sort of edge, some kind of advantage,
Is this the sort of man you want to be?
Knowing you can no longer party
Suddenly i see a structure of some sort... blood and sweat drips...
Yet don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics
Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins
Aboard with swords n' forts but no torch to sort regions
Secrets r hidden within the clouds
Talk down to me like im some sort of mouse,
Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift
I was pretty nervous and sort of embarrassed
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