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radical. - semical. lyrics

ok, y’all justify these cop k!llings
then ask me if i’m pot dealing
wanna couple grams or a dab pen
dap you up, goodbye friend
don’t lie friend
i ain’t like then
young, stupid, & free
might numb both of my cheeks
they dumb you down for a fee, ok
you paying mind to the mayans
conspiracy over literacy
can’t you f*ckin’ read
i’m a looney tune
can’t have no political view
i’m smokin’ doobs regardless
the poor you stay regarding
i’m pouring up more shots
for those shot through they eye lids
you blind to what you can’t see
at the top is all you believe
but once you come to my level
you’ll see it’s fueling the devil
ain’t no conscious when they stockin’ up
not from stockton, but i puff the pot like cali residentials
n0body presidential uh
i ask satan why they sent you
i ask satan why they sent you
don’t sell your own for a nice view
they sell they own for a nice view
“i don’t like you”
i’m just like you
won’t try to fight you
just make the right moves
now i’m stuck inside the spectrum
had to pay attention
now i beg the question
the police
they gon’ rob, they gon’ lie, they gon’ scheme
the police
keep a third eye when they watching on me x2

stand in solidarity
can’t expose the truth if they scared of me
i’m not a radical for the left side, for the evil eye, or the white guy
not victimized by the white plight
but i seen this sh*t too many times
been down bad on my luck
and ain’t n0body give a f*ck okay i*

2020 throw the whole sh*t away
don’t got 20/20 but i’m good with the aim
semi season imprinted in your brain
now let me reason with the sh*t that’s not tame, uh
i guess that i could keep on ramblin’
but ain’t no understandin’ him
perspective as a damaged kid
but imma still handle my biz
too high, not landing for sh*t
young philanthropist
but i’ll still p*ss on yo bed
said f*ck what you heard and f*ck what you said
i just laid it to rest
and i did it while i was depressed, d*mn
b*tch i’m on my own sh*t now
i’m the talk of the town like an offering now
i’m on top of the mound
no hound, just blood
skinny motherf*cker, but my flow on tough
what?
almost went back to my old chick
then i remembered the last time that we spoken
a little too passionate
no irrationality
she wanna know my nationality
i said “baby i ain’t even from this earth
i’m a worm in the dirt of the moon.”
but your b*tch still flirt
hit ‘em with a curve top down wow
i’m a little bit absurd oh wow how??

- semical lyrics

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