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inside the pouch
floating in the water
watching the bubbles around you
and have no relaxation

[verse 1]

n0body ever been ready for the k!lling and
i wasn’t ready either but my pen went in
tryna make my lines tight
when i write rhymes ’bout a fly guy
as i reminisce ’bout independent men
that’s back in the days
with my f-cking homie
he would know me well
and blast up the haze, daisy
crazy
i mean it was amazing but it’s hard
to cope with problems
i’d avoid instead facing
i’d kick back, sit back with a cigarette
that was a bigger threat
and all i did was tickle it
every day, every j, packed with tobacco
stacked up with black cigs in packs
they’re where wack tho
don’t wanna leave your homie
you would hate to see your man go
look into a mirror
it’s great to see a mango
chose another path it’s the math flow
3.14 whatever it’s a p-ss bro

[verse 2]

-ssh0l-s i better be only one
that ever cared about like anything
cuz if i’m not, then y’all fake
everybody acting like they got a f-cking barrier
if i blow in your direction you’ll break
putting the burden right on the nerd
and if you heard him do the murder
you’d be certain it’s fate
got em shoulders heavy as them boulders
and i told ya i’m like hold up
and i’m over all the hate
yah
wait, ain’t it really great?
all these fishy motherf-ckers really like their bait
patience, tryna find original statements
if you talk back you fall back like you’re satan
b-tches drinking vodka
they just wanna get accepted
if you on the block and like to talk
you’re neglected
the vision of a cop
without a glock is perfected
the mission is to stop
letting em pop on the block
but that ain’t never gonna happen
because power everlasting
act like you don’t give a cr-p
but tell it to your napkin
in five years
i’m the only one around still rapping
catch me in my room
that’s my womb but i’m packing

[verse 3]

back in it, that be the inner conscience
unlike the outer layer
he gon show you who the boss is
f-ck all of them prayers
everybody go through losses
all i really learned
is that life love to toss us
what it causes
is a lotta problems
now i’m staying cautious
got a couple flaws yeah
if i feel like silence is my villain i be wylin’
accept yourself
ignore the recklessness upon the silent
don’t wanna be a whiny little b-tch
so i don’t talk about my problems
also, you might be a snitch
got some trust issues
cuz my trust misused
guess u trust tissues
i don’t trust you
i don’t really ever wanna fight over a mic
or do what’s right
or have vision through a pipe
yuh
i just wanna sit back, spit raps
lying to myself better skip that

you plunge directly but gently into the sea
and continue gliding down
almost to the bottom

[verse 4]

smuk days, i would just
smoke about an ounce of haze and
now all i really do
is work on my pr-nunciation
who would’ve thought the past
would be feeling so distant?
haven’t really changed
but my motivation different
times change people say that a lot
now i quit that sh-t
talking blazing the pot
every day on the spot
now i’m craving for talking over mics
man i park within my mind
sit down and write
new mango
old mango
2 mangos
ghost mango
oh, i’m a sold soul
sellout to society
i mock them into fighting me
life on my back till cracks
yeah it’s riding me
solid is what i be aiming for
so what you blame me for
and now i stay indoors
so what you hating for?
alotta time went by but i
know what i’ve been craving for
stuck within my mind
now i’m tired, i ain’t waiting more

- karlman lyrics

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