BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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Stranger
- i aint no stranger to this pen and paper
- i wrote my first bar age 8 in detention for bein lazy
- my teacher said im crazy never make it
- life aint a game
- wise words bitch but im still gettin low grades
- but ill show them you push me down i get grazed knees
- i wipe my blood on your plain T and jaw you till you brains bleeding
- yea you can shame me yea you can make me sit and copy papers
- lines about Shakespeare but i rhyme about how my days been
- yea my days been shit i woke up at 6 and i dont sleep till 3 am
- im just insane an outcast from all your fake shit yeaa
- i aint no stranger to this pen and paper
- stop fucking complaining that im actin brainless
- i aint no stranger to this pen and paper
- stop taking away my right to write my insaness
- i aint no stranger to this pen and paper
- stop fucking complaining that im actin brainless
- im upstairs on my laptop listening to insane beats till my brain leaks
- all these ideas for raps and lyrics on my document or sheet
- i will not eat or sleep untill this verse is complete
- yea thats devotion pure emotion spills out my skulls numb
- i sit in class all fucking day listening to gay cunts n fake thugs
- lecture me about bullshit drugs are bad and math class
- go suck a fags ass coz you talk crap a crap tonne
- and then you see me not giving 1 fuck
- you chuck me out of the class send me down to the headmaster
- who stuffs me in a stuffy classroom to write why im answering back
- and i just write down to shove a bar up your arse
- i aint no stranger to this pen and paper
- stop fucking complaining that im actin brainless
- i aint no stranger to this pen and paper
- stop taking away my right to write my insaness
- i aint no stranger to this pen and paper
- stop fucking complaining that im actin brainless
- yea im a fuckup child
- im like that one kid running wild
- not giving one fuck about what you ask
- except im quiet in my dug out
- writing raps untill the suns down
- you want a crap ive run out
- yea im a fuckup child
- im like that one kid running wild
- not giving one fuck about what you ask
- except im quiet in my dug out
- writing raps untill the suns down
- you want a crap ive run out
- i aint no stranger to this pen and paper
- stop fucking complaining that im actin brainless
- i aint no stranger to this pen and paper
- stop taking away my right to write my insaness
- i aint no stranger to this pen and paper
- stop fucking complaining that im actin brainless
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