BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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- I'm the kid that never did you wrong
- Though prone to be a tragedy
- You're still calling me majesty
- I sense you fail to grasp the gavity of my words
- Like a plaugue they spread like a malady
- But I'm diligently searching for a remedy
- I'm seeing things so vividly I'm probably losing my sanity
- Replaced it with dignity, I'm digging me a grave
- Big enough for me and all the mistakes keeping me awake
- Of myself though I've never been afraid
- Cause if I put my heart into it
- I'd lay waste like Alexander the Great
- Ambition like a freight train
- Gunning for the top like a raped ape
- You better watch your block cause I aint one to aim straight
- I'm just answering a call, from the one up above
- Cause even if I have to crawl, my story'll never go unsung
- Sprung, like a twisted monk from a monastery
- I was shunned for my savagery
- I took the liberty to arbitrarily obliterate my Dreams
- Then circled to back to sow havoc and anhialate my enemies
- Never bother with the pleasentries
- I'm entranced with the galaxies and all the greatest symphonies
- Sympmtoms of the human disease, my self destructive tendencies
- at risk for pregnancies and felonies
- all ailments with no remedy
- activly forging my identity with such intensity
- Caught between Divinity and Depravity
- Feel free to enjoy the hilarity that ensuses
- Life gets more real when you decide nothings the truth
- An you ain't got nothing to prove
- so start living like you aint got nothing to lose
- Still deciding where I belong
- Just a lost kid with no idea where he's going
- Repping my heart on my sleave, shits proudly showing
- Cause taking the time to prove I give a fuck aint slowin me down
- Thanking my paps for that
- He's the one that showed me how
- Always right back up, saying fuck whatever tore him down
- The kinda drive to build an empire from the ground
- I learned a lot from him, but I snatched the torch
- It's my turn now
- Somehow though I know my logics far from sound
- Gouged the ground dirt and dug a grave
- Don't sweat, I've got your spot reserved
- See how proud you sound under a mound of dirt
- The kid's disturbed, watch him go berserk
- An hear him kill this verse
- Cause he's got his lessons learned
- While you're just getting burnt
- Grinding on while you concern yourself with getting turnt
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