[size=09pt]most motherfuckers don't do anything Productive
and foo's give criticism, but it isn't even Constructive
when I Bust, It's just me voiving What I Believe
I don't lie, I'm not fake; I won't Bluff Or Deceive
no tricks Up Any Sleeves, this is what I Am; It's Real
I just want heads to trip on me like cartoons on Bananna Peels
I'll stay myself And Appeal, by utilizing my Intellect
analyzing and studying life, my eyes are Infer Red
I could be in Prison Or Dead, but I'm not Thanks To Rap
rather blow up then get blown away, you know how Gangsters Act
shooting and Shanking Cats, but is it Worth Doing Bids
or having that come back to you? Music's my Purpose To Live
connecting Words Is My Gift, not many M.C.'s are Remaining
when I die, people can't say I didn't try to Change Things
For The Better, just a young, broke Wetter With Vision
on a mission to open minds and stay Incredibly Driven
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