Elevated

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Elevated , im representing stars
levitated , ventilating through these bars
 
 
sick spitting , nah i just rap poems
fuck luck, all i see is bad omens
Trynna open up my eyes to the finer things in life
They offer pennies for my thoughts ,
like i got money on my mind
 
nigga fuck riches, nigga fuck fame
sitting in the shadows , hooded up trynna duck shade
all these niggas talking about how my shit basic
all these complex kanye clones still hating
still in the Matrix
eating Red pills from the bottle
when you know your own, its a hard pill to swallow
gasping for some air cause you drowning in your sorrow
gotta get through today or you'll feel this shit tomorrow
i got ravens and dead doves at my door step
my life turned and termed in eternal torment
I spit sick , pass the stick so i can torch shit (pass the torch)
Niggas heard the thunder in my voice when i stormed in
living in the slumps, all my life i been poor kid
Roaches in my cereal and piss in the porridge
Pour some liquor for the dead homies
i felt his spirit lift and drift as he bled on me
 
Elevated , im representing stars
levitated , ventilating through these bars

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ApexRoyal
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