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fashowtha2nd - 2realfreestyle lyrics

this about to be an awful freestyle
cause past the first time i said i’ll never serve free style
this geek’s wild
he creeped to church for bout three miles
to interrupt the sermon talking bout ayo free kyle
that’s the homie she got locked for a rape charge
don’t judge him tho cause i just thought to lie for bout 8 bars

i stay hard
cause f+ckin broads is my dayjob
i’ll smash a box like fedex and she think i’m amazon
i’ll pull a raygun on you snake frauds
and put it up cause iforgot to turn autoaim on
b+tch it’s game on
b+tch it’s game+
b+tch it’s game over
got me some pimples for f+ckin’ wit coca
i’m serving that based wit some ye in my motives
folks at the college is saying i owe em
i’ll catch me a l!ck to finesse the diploma
no i can’t do no me loan
member them days when i thought it was over
i popped a few addies to help wit my focus

thought a young n+gga had adhd
had to cut off the tree cause i aint tryna blow it
couple of days since a n+gga been sober
aint smoking no sack cut the flower to grow it
double+o negative shade in my focals
ain’t toking don’t question this pipe that i’m holding
f+ck an impression iu n+ggas is bogus
iu gamble wit devils them dices is loaded
throwing out titles and thinking iu goatded
iu clutching a rifle just aching to show it
this sh+t fashow and iu already know
what it isn’t the brain it’s the faith in the lowered/lord

n+ggas ain’t grounded iu b+tches is spoiled
keep planting the seeds in inadequate soil
chanting diseases exploiting the weakness
iu keeping a snake just to sap out the oil
trap out the back got iu slacking wit apples
iu practice what’s packed in aluminum foil
practice pragmatic aluminum foil
steady distracted and living in famine
iu fighting a battle and ain’t got a sword

constantly bragging but ain’t bout that action
iu standing in power but ain’t got a cord

thinking iu happy but actually capping
mismanaged the fabric of african morals

roll me a wood just to practice the board yea
these rappers be acting like facts is employed yea
iu n+ggas is noid uh
balance the noise uh

i’m finna make this sh+t happen
ain’t going out sadly i’m ready for joy uh
that ain’t no cap pull a hat out the rabbit
this magic ain’t lacking a tactical force
i might just pull out my map and then draw me a path
to inhabit a fraction of choice

my n+gga told me to slow up and go with the flow of the vibe
but i done been slow all my life
finally got some ambition to try
and stop lying bout all the sh+t that i thought about twice
learning my wrongs from my rights
know i been trying my hardest to shine and stop dimming my light
knowing im gon be aight but sometimes
i feel hopeless when i just be thinking at night
almost forgot how to fight
almost forgot how to bite in the fruits of my labor
and savor the flavors of mine

time for a different rhyme
time for a different system
sipping this clear i appear
like a n+gga that’s finna hop out of ya figments
straight outtaa m.e.m.p.h.i.s. fashow
i ain’t pimping no heaux but i go wit some excellent (5x) witches

i respect all of my b+tches

don’t give a f+ck bout ya gender
but i’m tryna l!ck on ya image and maybe ya cl+t if iu interested
my hittas told me i’m gifted
they helped me admit it before i was too slow to get it

know in my soul that the limit the limit the limit the limit the
the limit the limit the limit the mountain olympus
ain’t high as the will of my wishes
tryna get down from the ceiling
tryna look over the ceiling
tryna get up from the floor
and kick open a door off the hinges
ain’t n0body tryna look pretty but
what if it is what it isn’t?
iukno if i said it i meant it

don’t gotta get too specific
i’m verbing the word then i flip it
i’m curving the verbally guilty cause
i got a vision that’s filthy and
yo sh+t gon probably look different
occident cropping the image
thinking you realer just cause you can altar descriptions
but you’re just another statistic reflecting decisions
depending on bread and forgiveness

all that you know is a symbolic cyclical h+ll of a prison
that smells like dispelling the illness
senses and signals is nothing but fickle lil filters
that color the picture you pick through a stretch in a prism

n+ggas just spitting some sh+t
for the sake of the heavenly (x3) spirit
or something that maybe looks similar
placing a grade on a pendulum
stuck in an infinite race for a name
that could fit on the pace of the planear digital
i might just make up a drilling to pay for an eighth of ascension
i might be paving a way for a faker’s intentions to
aim at the great imprecisions
that’s rooted in ideological training
for havens that break through the reigning remains
of the painful persistent indifference
making a sp+ce for the middling
late in mistaking the traits of the fictional
brain cause you sw+nging a chainless resilient brilliant idiot
necklace projecting ya privilege signing a statement on paper
explaining ya hegel decaying ya nature of feeling sh+t

hiding the truth in the diction
fly out the cave of my ignance in less than a sentence
seizing the means of a message
seizing the means of attention
sorry i need an extension to
leave and delete ya pretensions
speak on a beat and ctrl+alt the needed sedition
n+ggas dont read and i’m n+ggas thats me
some of y’all probably can’t even hear me
most of y’all stuck in ya theory
taking that sh+t way too serious
just heed what you feeding to gremlins
heed what you feeding to gremlins
heed what you feeding the needy and greedy
competing deceitful and evil remission
swerving the need for a leading defeated tradition
never gon treat the immediate seedy condition
printing my name on a treaty and make up a meaning
that leans on a breach in illiteracy
seeking a demon’s deliverance
seeing a demon’s deliverance
they say i’m coming like jesus i see a resemblance
but that n+gga already died for the sins of the twisted
maybe i’m just a magician
maybe i’m just a musician
maybe i’m just an existence that’s in a position to take
hypocrital fixtures and peel em of all of they skin fore i insert addendums and end all the ritual sickness that’s k!lling my perfect attendance in my
ever so little

life

psyche

y’all n+ggas thought i was finished
maybe ya didn’t give in to my
theorems aint living the friction
you get from a glitch in a dissident
decorative sensibly accurate mirror
hacking and slashing appearance
attracting a strapping young q with an ear
so a rumor appears and we happen to groove
into movements that look kinda stupid or queer
and weirder (x?) ever so clearer

switching the sh+t up again
f+cking ya b+tch as a friend
or at least have some fun with attacking ideas in a bed
heard what i said but you gonna pretend yeen feel it for that im ensuring endurance endurance endurance endurance endurance endurance endurance until it gets stuck in ya head
this sh+t is never gon end
this sh+t aint never gon end
told you im coming like christopher kenyatta jamison do it like me and you dead
get on your knees to repent
get an idea of the crack of the egg
and the fragments of matter that splatter all over the walls in ya actual factual flagellant passionate acting inadequate graduate head
or study grammatics instead of becoming a heck of a (x) pastor
threading the dreads of inanimate catalyst
factors that practically advocate classicist management taxing the haven’ts and damage the delicate devilish daggers

why should i fear my +n+lysis
am i an activist active in acting enaction or trapping us back into stagnance
might go to battle on accident tryna escape from the massas/masses enslaving themselves in a personal backwards infraction
birth of a nation of chattel enchanted with channels enhancing the chance of a fattening wallet whatever you call it a god or a deity option
sold to the media’s office of prophet imposters
think that you seeing me stop it
you’re just perceiving a cautious reminder
of all of the times that alignments could wind up repeating a topic
spilling the tea and you mop it
squeezing the dribbly drops through a leak in a consciously opposite dominant fauceted cauldron
maybe i needed some water
maybe i need to work harder
maybe i need to be smarter
before i have something to offer
maybe you n+ggas is flodging
bout curing your problems with commonly operable
logic concoctions that block a neurotic (x5) despondence
maybe i’m being too harsh or im being too honest
maybe i needed a father to teach me a lot
and i do and i speak to him often
dig him up outta his coffin
and go through the stages of grief everytime that i see (x8) what he taught me
all of it’s part of a process
and i’ma unlock all the knowledge
through taking a seat at the table of content
bout to shoot off like a rocket
or fly like the wings on a robin
see what i mean and apodt it and
never get far from the hope
that you find in a pocket of progress
probably changing ya angling
hanging a dangling dangling dangling body
or framing a mangling mockery tryna embody
a copy of wassaname breaking a chain and a lock
on the gate and enabling aiming at monstarrs
for hating on god of the slayers enriching
and ripping and tearing some faith in ya
faith in ya faith in ya faith faith in ya
faith in ya nature of drama
better say thanks to ya mama

b+tch!

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