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Pour Up
- :15 [IshTALKER](Ya Boy!)
- What you know bout barren streets, no gas or heat
- Ration food to eat, kids fed first before being put to sleep
- Paid in Full like Rakim and Eric B., magic eight ball
- Showed me I could have it all… If I looked further
- Than my eyes could see, got my mind right
- In hindsight, at an early age wish I had [King's Disease](Made money rapping)
- But to GOD I prayed for more money to make
- Now I'm blessed with [Sunny Days in a Hurricane](https://www.rappad.co/rap/980019)
- Living it up, success is nothing but me
- Delivering in the clutch, understand science
- I'm Superman uncuffed, Kobe "Bean" Bryant at the Ruck
- My genes are what heroes and legends are made of
- Pour a drink for a King cause I chose to rise out the streets
- Fulfill the prophecy, hit the jackpot buck stops with me
- Struck generational wealth lottery, adopting moves
- From players off the black top lock step now I'm a rap GOD
- 1:12 [Neo Arno](You already know... )
- I've come from afar but I wanna rise from the curb to the stars
- But I'm pouring up bottles, fell in love with the bars
- More secrets hidden than Bermuda has
- Student amongst mutants, I'm subhuman trash
- Unfit and sorry, lack the grit for glory
- Retract if you expected an uplifting story
- The scarecrow in the cornfield, I'm the farmer's forwarder
- He's actually a harvester commander of war orchestras
- And I'm just part of the picture, I'm the neocortical
- The more I dig deeper I feel filial with the grim reaper
- Let's give up I'm defeated, I'm a scribbling idiot
- Inferior material's what I'm giving recipients
- They're innocent believers at grotesque distance from genius
- My voice in the void is indistinct whispers
- It's killing my spirit to live in this prison
- And people been blind since the British been sleeping with children
- 1:55 [Person](Now you know...)
- I’ve experienced some horrors in my youth
- Which lead pain to follow, dark painted shadow behind me trying to remind me the timing I was a soldier with my boots
- Always tried to be courageous, when life’s horrendous but my sorrow had resumed
- And proceed to grow, no way to redeem a code to discount the suffering or dismount the irony of life, grew poorer most than you
- Had NOS (NAS) energized me to move forward in life “Til It Was Written”
- Feeling caffeinated til I was Kaeper hated in the Army before my spirit was lifted
- Reminiscing random tensions when I gave them my all, asked for my “quarters back”
- That I’ve once lend ‘em as my active duty was ending, waiting for my orders back
- Time was ticking on my wristwatch ready to getting all my discharge paperwork
- Looking at the people I’ve done favors for, their sweat drippin slow like maple syr’up
- I’ve been through more than them, and I was getting forced out for being injured!
- Said I was seen to lingered doing nothing at work as soon I seemed to enter
- On my last year because I was in a fucking cast and bleeding inward!!
- Watched the sky had darken, waiting for my timing to come, fighting my thoughts
- Finding the grey lining, my God!
- I remember vividly the velvet stream of blood from my Battle died in my arms
- Once a lively soul suddenly lifeless, I couldn’t see his cold breath no more
- I’ve never dealt with death before, we got attacked but everyone else left alone
- Feeling so defenseless at those times, had made me so defensive almost like
- Everyday, gon’ thru every pain you could ever name, the pretentious arose high
- Which raised my confidence, now I feel I can take anything you’re coming with
- My skills permitted their chances to step in my field perimeter, no common sense
- In these rappers on here, I went through Poland and I’m back on my Homeland
- I can kill you with my own hands, lyrically or physically at any single MOMENT
- You had your chance in 2022, THAT WAS MY OFF SEASON, now is “the.climb.back”
- I was in “Recovery” now it’s revolving me to show “No Love” and to fight back
- I was at my weakest, feel so sensitive it’ll hit my nerves, you all could puncture (acupuncture)
- My soul at those time, now we are in the time where I fucking could rupture
- This entire rap site, have you flatline or fucking leave you pale like an anemic
- I’ll never be killed, even defeated, I am the sole reason why Goatz still keeps on deleting
- I keep it serious (sirius) like XM, and if you haven’t read man (Redman) maybe “Tonight’s Da Night”
- You’ve been warned ‘fore you benchwarmers decide it’s your time to say goodbye when I
- Strike you down like a bowing ball, you’re a bunch of morons
- I’ll just collect my tax free check, sit back and start to pour up
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