Buckeyes (Remix)

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take a trip and follow me, ta' my alternate reality/
where demons are not far from reach, and angels need the wind to swing/
it's like livin' in fear, while your vision impaired/
but you'll hear me crystal clear, like I'm methamphetamine/
i put this on my mother man, i swear there aint no better me/
aint no rest for the wicked, when i grit my teeth, upon the scene/
they've been bluffing there whole life, ain't really got none/
life's a game of trouble, they gap, when i pop one/
up on the block bruh, i never had that inspiration/
getting paid or getting wasted, i'm just a maze in/
my brain so insane, with the flow/
lifes a desert, then i'm probably oasis for show/
my brain waves go through fazes like the matrix/ ya'll basic
like a cancer patient, i stay sick/
and when i get knocked down, we just get back up/
so if you acting tough, i dont give two fucks/
we can do it after dark in the front of the club/
doesn't matter where i'm at, they still show me the luv/
i keep it straight with appearance, they undermining my business/
alot of times i be wicked, i be a menace like dentist/
i mean this, you niggas dumb like your cranium broke/
like penis, i keep it hard, like titanium hoe/
fish out of water, slaughter daughters like I'm damion pope/
enforcing borders, swarming corners like engaging in coke/
theres many slaughters, on the front line thats the danger zone/
dont matter the generation, theres always hatred/
i feel like pharaoh from the way that i made a goal/
i throw em back, when, really i should face them/
but fuck they' essence, my music be my only fragrance/
used to the drama, like i was born and raised in vegas/
i'm well put together, like marijuana, mixed with nirvana/
world-wide, eating pasta up in cassavana/
 
they hold their honor, so they kill em'. yeah they act like martyrs/
my style be -matic and my neurons, react as chargers/
im coming down like i'm pearl harbor../
and when i crash, i demon-strate a world order/
my mother said be sharper, father told me act harder/
i guess i'm just lucky, to have my father in my life/
but that aint shit, if your father aint acting right/
he taught me how to fight, but never how to ride a bike/
just look inside my sight, and you will find ignited smite/
fuck working 9 to 5, i'm more like 25 to life/
watch out for lies, the infection on the rise/ but
in reality, we all got parasites in-side/ us
we try to say it right, but the pride cant find/ us
they pull us over, and take us out with loaded snipers/
we need to keep it real cause the nation gone wider/
and we try to stop the hate, but, we only provide us/
with the fundamentals, of killing people, its mental/
forgetting bout the message, we blowing it out the spectrum/
so put the drink down and just listen my G/
its the, craziest scenes in this centuries street/
every single thing we breath, will be ridden in history/
the kids see everything, there aint no more mystery/
just look on ya TV, and you'll see what i mean/
just look on ya TV, and you'll see what i mean/ peace

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