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burt kokaine - i dont know what to call my tracks lyrics

dropped my first track and everybody f-ck with it
and ima keep on coming so you know the boy be runnin sh-t
something in them substances been playing on my brain
is it just cuz all white girls love kokaine?
maybe i got no flames and cuz im smoking propane everybody wanna be me so they say its dope mane
but really they ain’t knowing when i look at what i write down
i f-ckin hate this sh-t cuz im my biggest critic right now
i be switching up and then im tryna bring it right round
perfect it to the best but i still ain’t got the right sound
still ain’t happy with anything that i create
sorta like my parents when i topped my year every grade
they still worrying about me being late to cl-ss but i ain’t even gotta set a foot inside the gate to p-ss
its no wonder all these jealous f-ckers hate my -ss
i be spittin pillmatic like a more faded nas

building myself with these chinese blueprints
my homies bout the money too like saimese jew twins
really the fools win cuz ignorance is bliss
i wish we never changed from our ignorance as kids
since i opened up my brain to bigger things than this
i know theres alot more news than the media would give
immediate be put into a box as a schiz or a paranoid freak who smoked one too many spliffs
f-ck
just look at it the world in which we live
the evidence is trump has a chance at president
last option pull up at the white residence send his family to heaven and to h-ll with the rest of em
i disagree with donald more than the mexicans

i ain even flexin in my raps cuz i dont need to
cuz i can see dudes fake bragging like its see through
the one thing i listened to from anyone was be true
to yourself or end up in a cage where they keep you

but we cool
it dont really matter though
i dont really give a f-ck bout anything but rapping so

shoutsout my homie bad bro
krooks in the cut we keep the zuki sacked mad low
first people telling me like you could really rap bro
all these motherf-ckers didn’t have me on the map so
when i told em one day ima get up on em tracks
they laughed at me in my face and said i wasn’t black
same cats comin up yellin love runnin laps
never hate a fan so i gotta just tell em thanks

- burt kokaine lyrics

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