Verse 1 [Mentality] Half man half mechanical, my otherside is cannibal That means my lower mandible is coming for your clavicle Grammatical, impractical, directing every classical We create the magical, factual, lyrical ability be deadly Directly comin for many, my soul has been feelin empty They wouldnt pay me a penny just wait theyll pay me with plenty The trendy all envy, the life that I created, got more drive than a bentley Spreading positive vibrations through spoken word vocation Concentration on the patient as the world stays waitin No relation to my fate, no attachment to the bait My inner mind is strength, organic raps no fake 1 take, 2 late, you already missed your chance Talkin bout how you gone make it but you never write ya plans All we do is make jams, automatic with the classics 6ix plus Meekins on a track, thats magic You plastic, Im active with my redefined passion Imma 5 star assassin authority gets blasted Co Captain, of the best team in the league Its really not about the image its in how you perceive My fans fight to see me, so fuck a VIP I know Im rare, cause a lot of people wouldnt agree Inspiration is free, my rejection was key I understood what it was like when I could not be me, free Verse 2 [Cam Meekins] Verse 3 [ATM] Nah I wasnt shit back then,naw i aint never fucking had shit back then, i remember back then they wouldent call me a friend, now they wanna know me best since i picked up the pen,naw i aint never had shit back then, naw i aint never fucking had shit back then, i been waiting so long for that feeling again,but back then the shit i did wasnt shit back then, awe, alota doubters in my town, when i dident have it they aint never come around,take a picture im talking about the places,all the fake guys you welcome to cut the faces, i touch souls but i never leave traces,dot tape this cause i might catch cases, tie me by the neck till i sleep in suitcases,all gold tombs of Egyptian ages,i got class but i dont take classes,spreading all that money who gone graduate the fastest, rich kids probably couldent see me in they glasses, i passed them, now they wanna ask him, who the teacher who let him off of the scrap list,practice, everything i did was pure act less,bars hot but i got flow like a catestes,know a lot a artist in my city all lack this,i,i,i, said it,i,i i read it, i, im religious so i know you go regret it,in,in, due time my notebook will be a relic,its its, nothing you can ever say to me, my life is in my dreams thats the way its going a be,never let anybody tell you what that you couldent see,book of poetry, how you know what im destined to be,the heavenly three, burning the fire of inner chi, meditating till your body can reach its new inner p,but you couldent get it, cause you to busy thinking of me, thats the definition of yo fucking soul being captured, running over tracks like the 40 yard dasers
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