...It's obvious so am I but coming down make me ask "what I'm doing wrong?" maybe I ain't dick riding the right crews for a feature on a cooler song but now they call 'em ash dog, blew me off I never knew I just hit the bong they records are Kidz Bops follow my bouncing balls if you wanna sing along these so called leaders they need to die Kim Jong, I'm ill but the problem is no mass appeal who I gotta kill, put on mask, my gas canister filled my friends say fuck me, lets see if Jen Aniston will Lisa Kudrow could watch Courtney Cox can film, David Arquette 'll Scream cause I'm murdering still Detroit nigga, birthed on 7 then raised in the Field now in Seattle to build, bricks slightly distributing still, piff this rap shit ain't no where close to even being my meal tic' that plus a 9 to 5 is the shit I deal with I handle it real good waiting for Mondays so I can kick it in Lynnwood vegan assorted baked goods and a pretty chick with a kitty who bakes it Simar Tate gets greedy and eat the food off your plate then, sit back digest ask next what you making the beat here seemingly seems to fit that situation (hol' up) it seemingly seems, these last 3 seemingly were redundant in my statement it's cool cause I understand you don't get what I'm saying...

Thoughts of perversion human trafficking sex pay for the city's coercion embezzling money through the rail link light funding Nickels and Gregoire still owe me a hundred really, I'm producing meth in the heart of the city distribute to college kids and whores on Aurora that's pretty lock stock two smoking barrels these the guns people shoot at the SP I'm responsible for dead cops but they never arrest me cause I'm the only muthafucka building the city up provide minorities with jobs even though the positions corrupt taxes they get paid, just not the percentage they want if i had my cash then I wouldn't be up front, outside of the congress steps smoking joints in Olympia not tryna start a scene and all I really ask is you hear me out so many ki's of coke paved the city with bike routes I got kids running for me picking up white owls plenty ounces that's full of grip, bagging 'em right now in transit to Marysville, get a few packs passed out in a few hours, well shit man I'm due back downtown, collecting on some money so this here won't make trial cause suit and tie niggas quick to talk broke all vows, the place where a murder will occur, at a broke in house, senators and their mistress, the kids, killing 'em now the wife's tied up couple goons piss in her mouth (ay) I'm leaving evidence cause I want em to figure it out they know they're in the wrong, basically that's what this here's about what the fuck's in a name shit I'll piss on your clout clown that's why I got no respect for these niggas around town storming the city hall, town meetings is shut down your union shit in their bloomers, politics is called out these elitist is geekin' if they thinking they all wild I heard most of it and it ain't nothing to be proud I'll take 'em all to battle, I can give 'em they peace now, writing a sentence sicker than when Troy Davis had made trial I'm killing the innocent these belligerents talk loud and next time you gassin', call you out in a large crowd give a fuck what a Sensei I suggest that you bow out, these niggas you chiefin' with can't help you in pow-wows when I'm building a rhythm your assembly lacks styles and I ain't quitting they can't fuck with this person real life or verses, hear it right shit, I spit it perfect

Let me spit a verse, tell you how my life is tried to kill myself didn't work so I write riff's taking drugs getting high, wonder how my life end drunk drive for fun - parallel on the crosswalk ask them other niggas, forgiveness isn't my first thought Detroit dirty grimy fuck the world is what we're first taught get money and bitches, never care what the price cost Carties is nice, until the day that they snatched off not the goon doing it, just watched as it happened can't even go to the movies without some niggas acting false identities got they egos collapsing I'm not one of them types to bite, 'less it Paxil just being rebellious eating eve and an apple If you say fuck my ass, well, that a crap-shoot you suck even with odds, while I'm sick wit it ac-choo penetration with AIDS while the heroin spoon cooks a walking paraplegic, niggas giving me weird looks new to the city, better than the natives with shows booked derelict heated when he's in the kitchen that boy cook all of the heathens who thinking they breathing with raw talk lyrics is washed up, beds is all wet who the best in the city I don't hear no threats, yes I'm just a nameless nigga calling on local nameless niggas ready to battle all bets they useless like the Key Arena since Gary Payton ain't hitting no nets

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