♪Cause standing still isn't easy...

Status: 12:11:10 ;movinBackwrds;
When it all ends, i just wanna be home...
chill with my bro, everything else is jst too much. Don't
pause nothing, just keep things goin', i wanna miss out & kill time.

It is what it looks like,家+

My Head.

My Mind.

my Thoughts.

My Words.

My Sleep.

My Body.

My Reasons

My System.

Fucked.

But i cant rain.
I won’t let it rain.
I’m what I’m feeling again.
But I aint sry, I just need somethings.
Fingers trace them keys to the right words.
I’m Blind folded, so i can’t find the right ones.
I love and hate these- vibes, they take me far, like some
language only these keys and tune can wear on me; led on far.
Mirror with my only reflection. Nothing else. but there's more in it, filled
this reflection in my eye with depth and bareness. Gaps one can never fill.

I don’t know how to trace my fingers and lay
them to the right key to tell you how i feel.
So I’m sorry i give no nothing but envision
you with a blurred one. That’s what my mind
 project, something important, blurred. To let me
run a lil further, for a little longer, a little bit... No
reasons, but i feel i need to remember today. 5th day.

" ♫ Want me up in the cage, ThenI'llComeOutOnBeast Mode ] "

. S L I M .

Young moneyThrow dirt on me, and grow a wild flower,
But it's fuck the world, get a child out her,
yeah my life a bitch, but u know nothing bout her,
Been to hell and back, I can show you vouchers,
I'm rollin' sweets, I'm smoking sour,
Married to the game, but "she" broke her vows,
Thats why my bars, are full of broken bottles,
And my night stands are full of open bibles,
Ugh I think about more then I forget,
But I dont go around fire expectin' not to sweat,
And these niggas know I lay em down make your bed,
Bitches try to kick me, while im down I break your leg,
Money out weighin' problems on the triple-beam,
I'm sticking to the script, you niggas skipping scenes,
Ugh be good or be good at it,
fucking right I got my gun semi carter-matic.
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Yeah put they dick in they mouth, so I guess its fuck with they say,
I'm high as a bitch, up up and away, man I come down in a couple of days,
Okay you want me up in the cage, then I'll come out in beast mode,
I got this world stuck in a safe, combination is the G code,
Its weezy motha fucka blood gang and im in bleed mode,
all about my do' but I dont even check the peep hole,
so you can keep knocking, but wont knock me down,
no love lost, no love found.

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Its a little to late to say that your sorry now, you kicked me when I was down,
but what you say just dont hurt me (Thats right, and I dont need you,
dont wanan see you, bitch you get no love)You showed me nothing but hate,
you ran me into the ground but what comes around goes around,
and you don't hurt me (that's right, and I don't need you,
don't wanna see you, bitch you get no love)

I'm live again, more alive then I've been in my whole entire life,
I can see these people ears perk up as I begin,
a spaz with a pin I'm a little bit sicker then most,
Shits gonna get thick again, they say the competition is stiff
but I get a hard dick from this shit now stick it in,
I aint ever given in again, caution to the win complete freedom
look at these rappers how I treat them so why the fuck would I join them,
when I beat them,They call me a freak cuz I like to spit on
these pussy's before I eat them, man get these whack cock
suckers stage where the fuck is Kanye when you need him,

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Snatch the mic from them bitch ima let you finish in a
minute yeah the rap was tight but ummm,
Ruckus got the greatest verse of all time so
you might wanna go back to the lab tonight,
And um scribble out them rhymes you was gonna spit
an start over from scratch and write new ones,
but i'm afraid it aint gonna make no difference when
i rip the shades and tear it in half tonight,
Its an adrenaline rush you feel the bass thump all the
way to the parking lot fellow, set fire to the mic and ignite the
crowd you can see the sparks from hot metal,
Cold hearted from the day I bombarded the game I soul started,
a rock fellow and I'm not even in my harshest you can see can get roasted, cuz marshal not mellow,
So on top, fill it from the top, I'm not gonna stop em,
standing on my monopoly board,
that's means I'm on top of my game, and it don't stop, till my hip don't hop anymore,
When you so good, that you cant say it cuz it aint
even cool for you to sound cocky anymore,
People just get sick cuz you spit these fools drool &
dribble a drop anymore, and you cant ever break my stride,
you never slowed the momentum and at any minute i'm
about to blow you never take my pride,i'm killing the flow slow and venom,
own niggers, no mercy mark my words,
and let enough relentless I smell blood,
I don't give a fuck keep given them hell,
where was you when I fell and needed help up, you get no love,
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♪ Bitch you get no love. [deuces!]

I Aint Tryin, Just Willin.

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Cuz frankly I'm sick of talkin'...

I ain't gon let no one 

...elses coffin rest on my conscience.

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