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My Epilogue Verse
- Can't remember the first time I made the pen bleed,
- looking back now and where I am now Twenty Fifteen,
- almost Sixteen, still spitting the same freaking thing,
- on the same motherfucking bullshit equipment.
- Motherfuckers trying to take my picture while my balls itching,
- and the same motherfuckers got my head spinning, ears ringing,
- but til my head stops thinking 'n my lungs stop breathing
- mark my words cuz I promise ya this is a guarantee,
- I'm never gonna stop palming my balls like a holster on my side,
- so find the cops somebody or call like a poster for my crimes,
- I told ya in my rhymes so hold on to ya mind
- while looking at my rise from fucking Appian Drive.
- So stare into my eyes and name the least devoted again
- take nine shots of neighborhood grocery eye drops if you can't see this
- This whole fucking time I was put down cuz I was not committed
- but the fact I defined the lies in front ya eyes oblivious.
- So no one can ever put me down again cuz I only come up
- even better than what i once was realizing I was in a gold mine,
- only shows that the fuck up you thought I was flip flopped to become
- my one and only come back on you "so called successes" combined,
- all my rights with my wrongs and everyone knows good always wins,
- surfing the seas of the easy sails, no more blowing away in the wind.
- But I can feel a storm coming, I can feel the tension strumming,
- my head's throbbing the beat's pumping ontop of heavy bass drummin,
- and they keep screaming karma, I'm backing into my corner like
- "Come on!", I love a little irony in an epilogue bruh.
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