Lemme Talk My Shit

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Ugh lemme talk my shit
Triumph of the villains,
40 Sippin at your funeral,
Service sure was beautiful,
And now we're just chillin,
Cast off on the ceiling,
Negative space where I was standing,
I was the one in the lineup, steady superman-ning,
Most days, in haze, out the side of a ford taurus,
Coppin grams, shoutin shit they cant ignore us for,
Its okay officer, its only horrorcore,
More in store, the lord deplore,
What you lockin up my family for?
FREE LIL B, thug life,
Of course he hit the herb while he was goin through the strife,
This shit seems absurd, but rehab seems worse,
Dont tell me I have a problem when its the rest of the worlds,
I leave the hero beaten, gimme all the money,
Cuz if I aint takin then its gettin took from me,
Menacin monolith, they said it was just a myth,
I'm straight out the hieroglyph,
Cept now i got a tummy.
 
Told my whole life thatd id never amount to shit
First instinct to grab the knife whenever theres amounts to get,
Countin chips, hittin licks, no attention to obnoxious kids,
Downin hits my business so much i need some lozenges,
Dropped out of my colleges,
That rat race aint for me,
I'm bout meditation, I Ching, and wheelbarrowing,
Encounter with me harrowing,
Gauranteed to leave you breathless,
And if youre a girl you leave with a pearl necklace,
Smoke blunts on the regular, buck when it counts,
Tryin to make a million dollars of this quarter ounce,
Pushin these buckets, frontin like fuck it its a benz,
Half tank, pack of owls, and the memories of sins,
Blowing loud out the window theyre like there he is again,
Shaman creepin through with those goddamn glasses,
Peepin fatasses and lookin for nirvana,
To be continued, the neverending saga.

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BluntedShaman
Member since August 22 2014

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