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Open sesame shots fire aimed at me
Not blind but I can't see why they be
Always lying just to try to get back at me
Since when did rap so drastically
Become so petty and fall tragicly
Real shit now is just too hard to see
In an industry where the elite push thee
Young generations of kids and teens
Into a world full of money, drugs, and mean streets
Gone now are the days of listening
To the radio and getting beams streamed
Of lyrical genius and tons of meaning
In every word phrase time signature and beat
Whats replaced it, is baseless
Getting bitches and money, on every playlist
With no meaning and a checklist
With hope fleeting I'm breathless
Chasing after dreams forgot my breakfast
Lunch and dinner too just to type this shit
 
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RaCo
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