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Free Sin
- (Verse: 1)
- Wicked lyricism's the dream money's an afterthought
- normal childhood, but leave you dead in the parking lot
- favorite color's red familiar from all the shots
- all the rocks I guess you could say that I'm unorthodox
- Not a black G, not a white little kid
- wanting greatness, even just a little whiff of it
- just need something sweet, man I'm getting desperate
- psychological warfare, everyday I lust for it
- only want one chance I know I have the ability
- responsibility Is honing my capability
- but how is it possible to maintain the agility
- when no one in the vicinity agrees with your affinity
- You can make your life a novel, if you're Jesus' apostle
- if not, be honest or docile, either way, you're in the gospel
- mark my words, I'm gonna be big as Marshall
- This rhyme will become a fossil, and my words will be colossal, yo
- (Verse: 2)
- filleting your cerebral with a butter knife
- bringing me back to what I did to my last housewife
- watched the black market, and saw the price of blood rise
- I recognized the situation and capitalized
- thought the government we are run by was civilized
- they need to realize that this isn't music, you're hypnotized
- Everything you listen to nowadays is digitized
- not even this rap right here was purely visualized
- my quiet calculation gave me this information
- if you listen closely, you can hear the insinuation
- I have a big infatuation of Biggie Smalls
- so I pull out my Desert Eagle, and commence the brawls
- on Wednesdays I pull my tommy gun out in the malls
- sometimes, I have a dream that society falls
- On Fridays, I get home from school and talk to my corpse
- about starting the apocalypse without any remorse
- (Verse: 3)
- My mind jumps to conclusions and I jot them down
- Sorry to burst your bubble, but what comes around goes around
- I'd headbutt your face and begin to start the ground and pound
- surround the crown, can't help what lays in the background
- In the underground, dug up a burial ground
- reminded me of the sound reminiscent of when I found
- a golden plated crown, that I hoped one day that I'd find
- a reward for my anthems that I perceive as divine
- No way you're frontin' toward the lyrical mastermind
- if you are, then forgive me, there's no way you will survive
- Cause I'm a crazy little child with a mindset of a god
- c'est la vie you will be massacred by psychological fraud
- I was born with a destiny to die from applaud
- a path to the promised land, why don't you come abroad
- ascending to the heavens I don't even believe in
- I guess you could call this rap a bit of free sin
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