I’m a wiz of imprints, it’s written with this
I have no business, but this is it
Enjoy deploying, without the chute
Won’t shoot to annoy, but still toy with you
I’m an underground beef like cows being buried
Need these streets like cars in a hurry
Going nowhere, to be on time
Knowing that I’m fair, but still do the crime
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Some hills I wanna climb, so I’m below these mountains
On top of mine, like my hat is a crown thing
Never done nor finished, but diminished in the head
I am on a mission to exist with what’s said
Stupid, dumb stuff when it comes to attraction
Useless like cuffs when nothing really happened
My one thing is rapping, but I have no papers
Hunt with jabbing to stun some haters
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Can stall but won’t, too fast to slow down
It’s like I keep falling yet never see the ground
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Don’t leave to have left this, without some wisdom
Be the best by letting the best listen