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The boards sleepin',
so I gotta smack the page
rap with rage
cuz my flow assist my punches like Shaq n Wade/
cats is laid,
n coffins when they hearts is abused
friends tossed n da pews,
wondering why? mentally there lost n confused/
ya thoughts could get chewed,
if u become lost within' this game
americans think,
smokin' n drinkin' will wash away their pain/
i juss hope i can smile n da summer
and pile up on numbers,
but jail and death is steady dialing my number/
i won't answer there calls,
juss laugh at them all
my thoughts is goin' further den QB's passin' da ball/
no passion to fall,
only elevate close to touch these skies
wit plans
to get cake thicker than buffies thighs/
left with puffy eyes,
cuz n da game you've done none
u spitta'z is wannabe rappa'z like Rev. Runs son/
da past 3 months, I've script these pages
now I'm packin' my lyrics n suitcases,
to take a trip 2 greatness/
niggaz fakeness,
is bleedin' right thru dey flesh
dey seekin' da ice on ya chest,
which--
is leading them right into death/
right now on da board I'm inspired by no dudes
cuz it ain't no flames,
juss mo' like sparks from a lighter with low fuel/
EAZY
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