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Apparently I've got a gift the bros they say I'm talented been counting like an abacus
It's maddening recalling all these places where I haven't been
Midas touch I have it out here writing magic
So candid you're not stupid but you act it
Demanding, assertive, you do not deserve it
No masters and zero degrees that's cold serving
Upgraded my version they still a disturbance
Move like the 'merc with a mouth' when I'm merking
You weren't around to hear it g I got accountability
Surmounting lyrically and showing general nobility like I'm Thermistocles
You just be lacking in virility and I'm a grand host but to your squad I show hostility
8 beast like my name's Killer Bee got so many black and yellows for some more mobility
Please don't try correcting me you haven't done enough to earn respect from me
Zero to fifty-three that's too OP even for me
But it's more than enough for me to go and vacate the scene so I dip
Let the police's lightbars freeze when I whip
Speed cameras can only pree as I drift
I'm beaming wheels screeching like jheeze it's so lit
Don't break the trust that's moving dangerous
I'll just extend the cut if you prove strange to us
Omnipresent stress on us and everything strenuous
Look up to the sky like Lord is there no end to this
I've got opinions but you always commenting
Tell me you trust me I still catch you rummaging
Just let me know if you're no longer on it then
If you're not bothered to honour our covenant
Bury you alive in a coffin you coughing too often and
Not talking so I'll cut off all your oxygen
I'm not the type to be chasing all after you
I'm not the type to load chambers and blast at you
I'm not the type to try dictate you and your crew
I'm not the type to see 17- act brand new
"New Year, new me" but my God if you knew me
When I couldn't control the anger that used me
Those were the dark days that I never talk about
Stay on track get run over by the Underground
Bi-weekly concussions like my mind was crushed as repercussions
Disgusting discussions forget busking straight-up hustling
I'd just had enough and damn I think I must've-
s n a p
Now I'm always laughing and smiling brightness in my eyes and
My words are so positive but my thoughts are still please not again
I'm so done what am I on even if the answer's no, nodding to no song
In particular never at school my life extra-curricular
The monster could never fit amongst them
But this world is wrong
Closed eyes going, going, going, gone
