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Recognition

It used to be a good introductory tool But once it becomes all you talk about in school It loses all sense of being cool So pretty soon you look like a drug addicted fool Somebody that others think poisons the gene pool You're life begins to unravel like an oversized spool And then there you have it you're addicted to Xanax Withdrawals and seizures from the pills got you in a panic Dependent on weed, LSD, speed It's become something you crave, no something you need All In the blink of an eye you're hooked on the compound THC MDMA and benzos begin to treat you like a clown Leave a smile on your face but a darkness in ya mind Takes you to darker places then you ever hoped to find Eventually if you survive you won't even like to get high It'll either kill you, change you or make you want to die, don't believe me? Look behind my eyes. They say they're a gateway to the soul i say they're a mirror of my mind.

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I'm sick and tired of feeling like one whos been denied it/ I'm talking about my seat at the throne, my crown and my trident/the fact that I drowned as a child just made me a poseidon/been a bit off ever since a little quirky like Joe Biden/Let me explain one last time what it is that you'll find in/I mean deep down inside my mind its/ kinda fucking funny that I love psilocybin/especially since its only when I'm out my bird that I'm not violent/Shrooms and LSD got me peaceful as though shown the truth by Zion/Fuck this it was better when I freestyledit

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I'm ten times iller than any rapper who's first name is vanilla My rhymes so official they belong in a sealed manila I'm on orders from on high to keep my flow on killa My prophets promised profit my bank on godzilla Fuck ya 72 virgins my idols help me get skrilla If time is money, call me ya lawyer cause to talk I've gotta billya I ain't afraid to die check my bullet proof vest Oh wait I don't have one, just my hairy chest So if you got your glock make this shot ya best Because if I survive I swear I won't rest I'll be just like fifty, put 10 on your head in my city Throw an extra five on it for live delivery Cause when I say I want to hear your screams I aint KIDDING

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I didn't come here to be loved I came here to be feared I'm tryna get an education and grow out this here beard Although if you ask me squarely I will tell you the truth I'm a cold hearted bastard when it comes to the loot When it comes to getting more I don't hesitate to use the boot And If i felt like mine was threatened then I'd pull out your every tooth Get rid of fingerprints and any chance they could use your dental I'm not that artsy but catching a body has a stencil There's a lot of things as of late that have been on my mental But it's all about perspective and I want to make mine presidential All anybody seems to want to hear is talk of guns Exponential increases in illicitly gained funds Drugs and other substances or how I poup in double cups ta sip Or how i'm cut throat and with no effort could "fuck ya bitch" The sad thing is none of that really matters Slightly less sad than that is that the radio is filled with static chatter If you fact check most of these so called "gangsta rappers" You'd think that they're loony just like the mad hatter Speaking of which I heard these kids love to trip That's why I got these blue and green pills shaped like rocketships So please, let me get just a little bit meta physical I've seen the promised lands and it felt rather biblical Funnily enough everything there was typical In fact I found the whole experience to be kinda predictable Only explanation for that is heaven is fitted to each religion or individual Just like a non snap back cap except Future said it best because god blessing all the trap I think in life I've figured out a couple of essentials So now I'm on my own 8 fold path in attempts to have proud ancestrals

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The best things used to be wet dreams Visions in my head of porn esque sex scenes Wakin up with my sheets all messy (mes-sy) Now I open my eyes and pornstars try to molest me I have to push them away, its rather vexing (vex-ine) But perfections unatainable so they never could get me I probably sound cocky, but I’m just overcompensating That my name means I’ve been judged by god or satan For the fact is I don't know that I’m destined to be one of the greatest But I The problem is that I’m also hated and infamous I’m not eminem with a pad or a pen * My handwritings attrocious, just ask my friends * I’m more like Wiz Khalifa, with a baddie and a fatty thats lit * Double entendre because i’m smoking and thats how it is

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Fuck going to heaven, I wanna go to hell Cause I'm a piece of shit it ain't hard to fuckin tell

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I need a fucking cigarətte, I’m sorry mom and dad I know I make some bad choices, and I know it makes you sad don’t worry about me though, I just took 22 tabs I think in here is where I insert my maniacal laugh *hahahahahahahaaahaaaaaaa* Heres the thing the way that I spit is legit When I get a səcond to sit and write some shit that’s real sick It’s like my medical edibles, leave you drooling and hysterical Thinking your on LSD getting meta physical Roast your crew with some quick wit that’s other level lyrical I’m taking over this game like the globe so I’m spherically empirical I trust no one for you get shot if you forget to be cynical So at all times I treat my peers like some criminals I forgive but not forget I put that on my biblical Ahhhh fuck this rap game I think that all this shit is cyclical I’ve been broken down and rebuilt just to be demolished again But life ain’t about falling off the horse it’s about standing up with a grin So focus on the happy The bars, the coke, the weed, the xanny The ecstacy you feel when your girl pushes Plan B for family planning Hold up. I think I just met my quota Of rapping about drugs and trying to be hova So here’s the real verse that I’m tryna spit I’m not okay, if you don’t see that you’re a half wit I’m clearly on the precipice, in other words the edge of it It meaning the state of being a heretic Cause I’m sacrilegious, like if Jesus was Oline for the Packers Or if the apostles were all planned parenthood staffers I’ve cursed more gods than most know exist I’ve explored the shadows in my mind, stared into the abyss And after all my travels I’ve really only learned this The things that make me happy are “no longer exists” and good piff

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The life that I know is the life that I chose

I’m just tryna get this cash mane I’m just dodging all the demons from my past days I’m just living in the mothafuckin fast lane I’m just tryna make all of this rap change Now the checks after lunch always triple digit Unless we at nobu then it isn’t (Quadruple!) All I know is that lately i been kinda dizzy Lookin from the top down and not because i’m blitted If I rap about it boy that means I live it Either that or I’m just day dreamin in my honda civic Live a life filled with drugs and a lot of women Never gave a fuck man I swəar I didn’t Now the homies changed up because the bread is different. Fuck your damn motzah I want maple cinnamon Word up to the Nomad where we eatin good 6 star on all the hash and 5 on the food