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The Keys

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The Keys

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Some nights, when I get bored

I like to go out to bars, play the piano

Take some shots of whisky

Smoke a cigarette

And fuckin rock the house!

Ok, spidey sense is tingling

I'm intense with mingling

World's a crazy circus

But we brothers like the winglings

Chew these rappers and spit em out like I'm from wrigley's

Sorta like a hoarder but I'm shorter than a pigmy

Just cause I'm from canada don't mean I live in igloos

Soon as I'm allowed back in the states I will be big news

I'm getting older, still in line like it was last call

I'm gettin colder with these lines and I got brass balls

Seems like being a pussy's in style

And wearing fluorescent

I'm a dwarf more aggressive with a warped message

Walking through a cavern with a torch lit

Rather be an underground rapper than full of horseshit

I'll chop these rappers up and eat em like slaw salad

This is raw talent, still a little off balance

I am cold as ice, spitting vocal poltergeist

Listen to the words I'm saying close

I'm giving bold advice

You really don't know what it means

When I hand you the keys

You overlooking like it's overhead

It's sure to bring you down on your knees

Gonna take it when we give it

Cause we gunnin like we boba fett

Real I've always been, real I'll always be

So real in fact my haters even respect me

You really don't know what it means when I hand you the keys

When I hand you the keys

I'm crazy, cut, crazy crazy this jacket can't restrain me

Insane in the brain and label me

I was just a baby playing with chains, skulls, and bikes

The chain go on the bike

The bikes going with me

And we can go if you like

Smash with the hoodies

And the hoodie takin goodies door to door like a girl scout

(No cookies)

Daily panickin, a mannequin, they say the dark brought him

Born on the floor, call it rock bottom

Gotta keep it real to know that

Would have bought some sanity if my dealer sold that

Is anybody listening?

I fought a whole war, no army, no enlisted

And I'm back no visiting

Raps so cinnamon

Too soft, then they spit it back no penmanship

Four thousand degrees

And I'm in it to my knees

Cause I'm so shifty. Please

You really don't know what it means

When I hand you the keys

You overlooking like it's overhead

It's sure to bring you down on your knees

Gonna take it when we give it

Cause we gunnin like we boba fett

Real I've always been, real I'll always be

So real in fact my haters even respect me

You really don't know what it means when I hand you the keys

When I hand you the keys

Chaotic, psychotic

You want it? I got it

I'm a peddler deadlier style malaria

Fuck competitors

Tales of h.g. Wells in a time machine I'll stay ahead a ya

I've been there, I did that

Platinum plaques, stack, etcetera

My past is the beginning of your beginning and all that is

And has been since the twilight of the dawn

I'm not kidding

It's mad work in the lab

I can show you how to do this

Epic work, epic when when you hear jimmy jam and terry lewis

Clueless, for you to diss

Cause I'll strangle until you're blueish

So much to juggle, and struggling, I'mma get it done

Only thing I do better is being father to my son

And I can battle on, babble on, until we end up in babylon

Notes to notebook

I hold the keys

Touch a grammar tongue

Notes your hopes up

I part the seas that I walk upon

If everything is feeling shaky it's that 808

I rip the head off, fuck that dumb shiy imma demonstrate

You really don't know what it means

When I hand you the keys

You overlooking like it's overhead

It's sure to bring you down on your knees

Gonna take it when we give it

Cause we gunnin like we boba fett

Real I've always been, real I'll always be

So real in fact my haters even respect me

You really don't know what it means when I hand you the keys

When I hand you the keys

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