Too Late

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When I grab the mic the flow is too eloquent
Delinquent attitude but the words soundin delicate
Its evident that the Kids spittin shit that's venomous
Up until the light of dawn depicting unconscious images
Vigilant sentences about limitless menaces
Remember when we used to argue about the best lyricist
It really brings back reminiscences of the past
But fast forward throwing about 10 grand on the phatest ass
Man , where the time going ,working to get my first check advance
Money weed and power got me in a egotistical trance
Like Kanye minus the ridiculous rants pop rappers cant grasp
Make me laugh too complicated like calculus mathematics
Betrayal made me hard like calluses and punchlines leave em asthmatic
Sheets of satin and the throne is what I sat in
Lyrical combatant and when I win , the confidence vanishes
Leave em in famine , high on the acid , riding on a flying carpet like alladin
 
 
The beat assassin faster than a roadrunner y'all sum like molasses
Entertainin the masses impress my peers with large words in all my classes
Life flashes like Alexis Texas stalking nudie scene
Never lackin work ethic is often called obscene
Dreaming the African American Dream but livin like a Caucasian
Real OGs even go through these complications
Rather sell coke cooked than go and fill out an application
A dying breed of emmainstreamsn't allowed on the mainstream
Blowing steam counting paper reams brighter than light beams
Selling beans , baby popping xannies strippin out her panties
Taking the cookies out her pantry , then I get her antsy

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TheBeauGod
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