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65 / Breakfast

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65 / Breakfast

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Today isn't just any occasion

My button-up's a nigger and the jacket's caucasian

Oh, black and white crimes is the justification

Gold tie to separate them from their closest relation

Cause shit, a nigga's actions like acceleration

And if i die before you die, i'll be in hell awaiting

I'm a sick-minded freak, six minds kinda think

Sitcom-blinded geek found life by hide-and-seek

I climb the steep, a few times a week

The line's with skeet, the blondest streak

Life is a bitch cause she kinda sweet

Then go behind your spinal structure cause she sly and weak

Four bars left and i'm-a lie in the street

Where the crosswalk is met by a 90 degree

Two bars and going before the light turn green

One bar and come and blink to the next scene

Bitch i'm a red camera, scannin' all of you amateurs

Me and my dangerous wolves are running los angeles

Dope in the can of this canister, green cannabis

Write mellowhype on the banister, get my analysis

I like how being anal sits, tell 'em stick to the manuscript

I think with the same hand i writ, breakin' grams down

My word's my bond, like i write with my dick, the night is crypt

Bitch, mellowhype!

I illustrate the path that i journey

Can't nobody see me, nor can somebody hurt me

Flow contagious like a herpe at the tip of a slurpie

Straw that you draw in your effective cause friend

Close your eyes, what do you see?

I see nothing sometimes, i see nothing but rhymes

Mental crimes, fulfill the lonely chimes and percussion

Melodies of keys are the remedies of these

The only steeze is the snare blowin' smoke in the air

I see the wear-and-tear emotions fallin' off your weary shoulders

Browsin' the i-don't-care folder seems to be the escape

Determination is the key, you gotta let go of faith

And everyone you gave your faith to so faithful

Ungrateful, they make you, and they make you sad

Hop out of your passenger seat heated, catchin' a cab

The fiasco just opened up a closed scab

Sore feelings, more feelings, your feelings collaborate

As some rise to a sun rise

In the same clothes from yesterdays

Though the umpire is unsound

My team is a squad who works to make a play

Look for tomorrow today is what i always say

Cuz if tomorrow's today then i'm just a blink away

I find my happiness through all of this rappin' shit

If it wasn't for rappin shit id be present with gats and bricks

The cat that scratch the itch

My skin is irritated

Eyes low from weed smoke shit i'm clearly shaded

Sailin jerry shots bottle tops inebriated

Afraid to look in the mirror to see i really made it

I notice an hour pass

I shatter the hour glass

Matter can overpower mass if it really matters

I live in the moment and not a minute after

Count the page numbers

I write the next chapter

My feet are on the ground

But i'mma touch the sky

First ima roll this l

Light it

And i'mma get real high

But i'mma seize the moment

And you ask why?

Why

I'mma seize the moment

And not let shit pass me

By

Walk into the light

I know its gloomy

Find your own way

Um

Eventually you'll see

Life lessons get told more than a eulogy

Cruelty in a crew-a-tee

Stinging like a poolabee

In a crewatee stinging like a pool of bees

You can't smoke if ain't grew the weed

You ain't shit without some jewlery

I got some homegrown and my gold on like what you do to me?

No gun around me

But i murder brutally

Vertibly, suitably

Ready for battle

In a battlefield use my bats for shields

And a mustang horse ridden saddle

Exsists in a world full of hassle

I gotta graduate so i can flip my

Tassle in life

And look forward to whats next

Until death cross my body and my lungs run out of breath

Its of

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