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holeman asthma – call my name lyrics

call my name, and i’m already there, you don’t need to write it in the sky baby [2x]
[spqr]
suburban white kid kickin rhymes on the street
i ain’t got to many homies or some fans that i meet
ain’t too smart most my tests gotta cheat
find me with a pizza slice cypher at pete’s
wear a pair of nikes that are fallin off my feet
one day i’mma cop 100 call it easy street
though all i really need is a mic and a beat
and for food bring me rappers cause that’s all that i eat
girls say they love me man will lies ever cease
but i’ll still have my fun with you right now at least
and i don’t have a license i don’t drive a lease
but a couple more years i’m out of here kapeesh
geez
look at these feats
accomplish more in a day than you do in a week
plus im puffin on trees
blazed puffed like a puffin bong and brownies
got a new girl and i’m telling you she’s
not gonna leave me at least for this week
speak of the devil like tactic is back
haters get defensive like f-ck him he’s whack
but you hear applause every time that i’m back in the back of the cl-ss and i’m rolling zigzags
[hook]
struggle and i endeavor but i never feel clever
hypocrisy has got to me i never say never
if my life is like a guillotine just pull the f-cking lever
if my life is like a rope the last thread has been severed
the part i been dreading when they call my name
i can run and i can scream but i still feel the pain
it just never ends so here comes the rain
hennessy with my dignity down the drain
fight and i claw but can’t escape the chains
lupe said i might break em but i know they all i got
my life is like contraband man it’s so hot and hard to hold onto
you don’t know the half of all the sh-t i’ve gone through
in bout to let it all break through like a monsoon
bout to unleash my vengeance upon you
and f-ck what the haters say i’mma do me
ima be free
and when i’m six feet deep i’ll know i lived see
i just keep it real no i’m not from the street
but the bullsh-t i deal with would make biggie weak
i’m close to the brink and you don’t wanna see me freak
but i got no other option cause the futures pretty bleak
cypher in the back of the cl-ss in 9th grade
spitting dope sh-t though you know i ain’t paid
still catching on to the tricks of this trade
but i’ll whoop your motherf-cking -ss any d-mn day
an for alla b-tchs who be tryina hate
i’mma steam you over milk and call you a latte
i take take the cake so swift call it easy bake
he didn’t really say that, ay essé
but he makes spitting gold look h-lla ea-say
so anyway how i became this way
is something you would prolly call a mys-ter-ay
[hook]
my name is max miller catch me at my pill dealer
i’m such a chiller plus my flow be spilling realer
nasty like a spider hairier than a gorilla
so when you try your warfare i be like attila
no i’m not a murderer but i could still k!ll a
verse without mercy cause my style ain’t vanilla
ravin sarah palin maven they might have to tase a
ho so i flow tighter than a d-mn asian
insane mayne glazed brain cause i smoke reefer
i be rockin labels while they swag a lil cheaper
if these broads hoes man i’m the grim reaper
nah jack the ripper
rip her clip her slip her out her clothes i’m such a creeper
never see me creep up plus i do not pack a heater
the smart thing to do’d be to not be a belieber
but if i was bulimic cause my style is so anemic then i must be puking on your style need a clean up

- holeman asthma lyrics

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