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songer - basic lyrics

(intro)
what we sayin’ then, time for dream workz? i’ve been away for a minute, i’ve been working man. it’s time to set the levels. couple tracks that didn’t make the take. let’s get it

when i was about knee-height i was always told hide away with words
now i bun zoots and i write lyrics
get high, get away with words
as the pages turn, and i say these words
gets rid of the pain that hurts
and i shout them lyrics so loud ’till the ears of your neighbors burst
and these lyrics seem strange at first
but the bars too sick and the flows unreal
i am not c-cky, but if you don’t believe you’re the best then no one will
none of them stories you told is real
you are not bad cause you’re holding pills
cause if you get caught then i now you’ll [?]
your gold ain’t real that’s [?] still
man’s too cold and i’m frozen still
everything that i ever wrote i feel and spoke it’s real
fam that’s how i cope and heal
see, i do not want no deal
write no in the brown if [?]
why, same way dem man are smoking still when the box says smoking k!lls
see n0body can control us
from young in the lane of my own
got a diary at home where the pages alone tell stories about this pain i own
on my team we got winners, sinners, singers, serious billers
whose coco pops [?]

lay a ten ten verse them man is out
don’t say sh-t when all of dem man about
[?]
four pints in [?]
oh f-ck let me done another round
mana get mana get mana get wasted
so f-cked when i sip beer can’t taste it
face it, when i spit bars, man ace it
girls throwing up mana callin that basic
lay a ten ten verse them man is out
don’t say sh-t when all of dem man about
[?]
four pints in [?]
oh f-ck let me done another round
mana get mana get mana get wasted
so f-cked when i sip beer can’t taste it
face it, when i spit bars, man ace it
girls throwing up mana callin that basic

mana got mana got mana got math flows
[?] and brudda and uncle and dad knows
f-cked with a kid, nah cuzi go back home
you ain’t got you ain’t got you ain’t got back home
mana been sick since day one
if you got a problemo then say one
want more paper? a4? a1?
talentless c-nt? nah cuzi i ain’t one
mana been cold since primary
tryna find flow come finally
if i ain’t hard enlighten me
that’s what i thought where’s lighter g
kick back, chill, bill a fat one
don’t want that flow fam i want that one
might p-ss about then cook a new mad one
ain’t got beers left look left grab one
girls wanna know [?] heard that i rap
and i’m sitting [?] the girl on my lap
and [?] earned me a stack, was burning a pack
and [?] shack isn’t working for man
gonna pick up a pen and get sterling and racks
got enough gas for the journey and back
gun fingers

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