[ONE VERSE]
I can hold a conversation with myself, ain't got no friends, and I need a little help, ain't gonna find no help in the bible belt, but even worse I wear a red bandana, like santana, swimmin' up the bayou, contrabanna, I'm a sinna to God but feelin' like a winna, wiggin out to my ryhmes like a beginner, I eat ya rich rappers for dinner, Imma jigger, I tampered with the evidence, now I'm rich countin' all them dead presidents, ha! That I stole from the evidence, yeah I'm done, I put in my two cents, breathin' in and out, I'm bold, cold like peppermints.
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Crooked past & present [rap mixtape]
Terrorso this is the start of my rap career, opening up with (crooked past & present) all my life I've wanted to make somthing like this, I've always had the vision without the voice... til now. and really the inspiration for the mixtape was the personal...
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