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Fuck all yall, Naughtcial called, time to buss

record it at home, my studio been on a budget

being fuckin broke sucks, bout to stick me up

a damn kijiji add, and number that you can hit me up with


cuz quite honestly, im breath away for park benches

cuz pop temper worse than his fuckin bar stench is

the only shit i got thats real are these bars that been

on my noodle, view the psudo-nym i use as praw-spective


t.dot took a feudal view on yalls checklist

cold, and hard, amusing you dont cause tetnis

tryna dead this, the funerald be hard pressed to

get one of you rappers outto say a fuckin hard sentence


fuck your bars bitch, pay your tab and fly a kite

think ill show you any type of quarter, after 4 at night

add the 45 you got the answer for it more that right

5 am - in toronto- this is what you wanted fight


fight- fight- bitch put your knuckles up

get the pen, get the mic, deph, bout to fuck you up

this attitude was must when was im coming up

growing up, intertwined, put my life in these rhymes


thats right mine, not yours, since i know youll ask

if drake is wack, ill ask you back, is he pullin rap out his ass

cuz you can have a sound, 37 bitches in a tinted jag

swag,yeah but being real is paramount to make it last


exactly, so now i guess ill clear the air

yall assume i hate him, like i whispered that shit in your ear

true i aint inclined to thank him later while hes takin care

but coming back a season'll improve the room ive waited here


and since its on a so far i aint gone a second clear

of bumpin what im feelin, stayin real is why im stayin here

since i see jealousy'll screw the face of the sincerest

near unrecognizable, i bible flow and put the fear


of god in these rappers,OH pause for the rappers

leave em wit his mom lesaugnia all dropped in his pampers

show you why you gotta respect me, im used to have to prove shit

view my attuned lips, spewin with inhuman astuteness


dont use my cuteness as a way to marginalize me

cuz i rip a booth in two the way few ever besides me

they try to shield they eyes, but see the more you deprive me

the more like-ly the tiger my eyes hide'll bite free


and pounce. so i dont feel stupid or blame shit

its been 9 years, im still here, right here in this basment

plotting my escape--and with everysingle page writ

-im closer to creating coffin ill throw the game in


start this bitch a-new, revigorated innovated

taken to a place where aint faggot with 2 glistnin chains'd

ever get no play on a station claimin they hip hop

my fuckin lip drop when i hear these idiots the tip hop


of what the culture got to offer, mother fucker hop the

mother fuck up of my balls, quit the nonsense while we still have got the

option of imparting our sonnats on some working oblongadas

when i offer it just seem like an armada of you frauds-a


drop a comment on my shit; like yo he aint real

where his bitches and cars this some shit i cant feel

its blow my mind every time, no shit, fuckin stumped

how'd the literal defetion of real become the fake stuff


how the simplest superficial shpeal become the great stuff

how the fuck bank account become the way in which we rate stuff

ay man i got the bad bitches ye know i get money

popped a molly, im sweatin in dis bitch -lovely


beautiful deph naught lay down another track for me

and when your done, tell em how much you love pac buddy

and tell them biggie smalls was your inspirations

you think nas is a legend and dr dre's greatest


im sorry this some shit i cannot fuck with

i understand the message packed raps aint good for clubs and

i know this music is a way for you to lose your worries

i get, trust me, i abuse it more than you do persnly


but there just so much real talent in the game

that can make you pop a bottle, but can also make you think

can make you watch the strippers, but can also make you blink

and bring back, we can do it all, yall just outta sync


with whats really dope, i know, they forcefeed u this bullshit

again and again and again, till you conform with

a certain state of mind, a mind easy to sell too

very little effort, zero skill, and they can nail you


cuz when your used to manure, mud become a blessing

so much that you forget about the roses your neglecting

so im here to show you that illness, tell my little story

revive the fuck game, belleza in fiore. 

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