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i got a deadline i gotta meet in time
all my straight thoughts i left em in the blind
back in high school i should’ve given it the time
should’ve got my mind tooled and geared it up to fight
should’ve straightened my bull when it was advised
but in high school its nothin but your eyes full
of red cause you’re a high fool
stoned in the bathroom
while n-gg-s p-ssing by you
giving you looks that imply truth
that what you’re doing is nice
cool
but you got your -ss pulled
outta your cl-ssrooms
they almost had you shackled
you and your n-gg- h-ssled
through a macro battle
four years of rash smoke
the princ-p-l tried to trash you
take you’re rights and flag you
till the f-ggot rattled
and got overshadowed
by all his higher shadows
they took him off the panel
told him to scram hoe
he ran home
and sat closed
under his moms clothes
unclothed
he was shook and had no place to go
we played sh-t slow
we took our aim and didn’t hesitate to blow up anyone who stood in our way thinking they own what we own but we grow
fond and take o
ver i don’t take homework
from a fat jerk
giving the cl-ss work
handing me fractions
imma fracture you with my actions
see what math is
its an aftermath of disaster when im hackin’
and im always packin’
i’ll catch you when you’re slackin
your nerves rackin
and back you in
when i attack its tragic
my brain capacity is elastic
i slap sh-t on paper just to make the words match like a match stick to another matchstick
its acid
like from this lithium pack its drastic
on the drag strip
i take off and let f-gs sip
on my ignited gas spit
and gasp when they grasp the fact that it just happened
left your mind in a blur
after what you just heard
im absurd and in turn
i give 10 f-cks less that what you may have heard from a herd of little girls
spreading word that im a t-rd and i can’t use words
i don’t use words i switch terms and take sick turns
i drift curves
with twitch spurs
and literature(lit-rit-chur)
is my journal
its learned
i took you on a journey now re-turn
put you back in your place
your rhymes need to be richer
they need to hit the richter
scale and k!ll richard
now look here b-tch girl
ill p-ss you in a planck and make you walk the plank you ain’t sh-t, you’re just a blank like the paper in front of your face you’re
almost a disgrace
but even that would be giving you a rank b-tch

- mylo lyrics

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