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lakices interlude - 4en lyrics

[full verse: crookid thoughts]
look,there i go, selling drugs in the streets again
i just pray my neighbors don’t go and call the police again
on twitter like free my n-ggahs knowing they ain’t releasing them
screaming out rest in peace but i know i’ll never see kice again
i inked your name on a piece of skin
and i mourned with your mother i gave her peace within
and i’m not rapper i am a prophet
and not the kind that can be inserted inside of your wallet
and not to mention these f-cking cigarettes k!lling me softly
insomniac writing raps till the sun comes up i’m exhausted
i probably should get a therapist….. before the voices convince me to be a terrorist
i’m from the divided states of embarr-ssment, n-ggah ain’t sh-t united inside the states of america
i’m martin luther and malcolm x mixed with michael jordan
and michael jackson in thriller jackets when i’m recording
lethal doses my flow is iller than most of your favorite rappers i’m more like beethoven when he’s composing
you f-cking poser you mimicking what you see in the magazine and the posters while knowing you sleep with roaches
but who am i am to judge
cus i have feel a victim of addiction to these drugs
never new burning bud could burn bridges between your blood
but see this is the life i chose so regardless the lack of love, imma live my life
if a bullet should meet my heart please just promise to play my songs
pray the righteous can see my rights and forgive me for all my wrongs
give my father a piece a mind pray my mother can still be strong
when she goes to look in the casket and sees her baby is gone
i’m painting pictures these are kodiak rhymes
and control your fate don’t leave it up to your zodiac sign
cus even if your stars aligned doesn’t mean when presented darkness they’ll be able to shine
i miss all those naps and juice packs playing duck duck goose
went from playing tag to a body bag ain’t that a f-cked up truth
it went from eating flaming hots and paper beat rock
to selling rocks for some paper on the block no need to be shock
(they say the darker the n-ggah, the longer the case
and the darker the skin the more charges you face) x3

- 4en lyrics

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