Better yet they work my every nerve
And starting to look out more for our brothers
And if it's getting obvious i'm on to the opposite
Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit
I'm starting my own party, fuck the dems and republicans,
Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference
Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart
Small things turn to the big - one death to the graveyard
Starting beef, with rappers that dont have the balls to reply,
You can pick apart my raps, i ain’t told ya na’ lie
And all that deep shit i was previously down for
Better stop pop-rappers getting to the top faster
Gonna make from the bottom to the top
She can only take so much more than her heart got
And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for
The blueprint is starting to sway since it cant identify a metaphor.
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