[Intro]Scene from TV show Twilight Zone Boy .....Had to make a wish Man Crazy kid dont you know there aint no magic or wishing or nothing like that. You too big to have nutsy thoughts like that, you too big to Believe in fairy tales Boy If you wish hard enough Bolie, itll come true...if you wish hard enough, and then believe Man Somebodys got to knock it out of you Henry, somebodys gotta take you by the hair and rub your face into the world til you get the taste and feel of the way things are... Listen kid Ive been wishing all my life. You understand Henry? I got a gut ache from wishing and all I got to show for it is a face full of scars [Verse 1] See I go by Inhavit Think of myself as average Aint really much about me Only thing I like is rapping Some may say Im wack and... Others may say Im crafted Reaching to get on top, to be the greatest like Tupac man I get mad when I lose, damn Fuck it let me run laps And get back from this quick sand Holding me back like glue man I say fuck it Ima champ bitch Saying good luck, man pass it Ima run laps round these slow mags Who got no craft they just too wack But I gotta stay humble, cant be no hater Lord knows I aint no shape like craters So I have no right to bite like gators Got a long way, maybe more than a mile When I get there..Ima prey on all you And attack who play wit crocodiles Ima wild child, you cant touch my style Area 51, government files, boom Thats my last round Down on the ground rest in peace now Im so sick like a priest who.. Touch lil boys in preschool Oh you grossed out? well me too I told you I was sick got a bad flu Mind out the world to the full moon So keep howling like a pack of wolves, bitch And aint nobody gon fuck wit me, no Better stand back like Im shooting a free throw Last game ever, Im a legend in my zone So you can sit back, relax and get blown Ima go get it, cuz Im moving too slow SpiderMan mafucka, mister hero Got nobody but his fucking ego And that ego got him flying like eagles Im tired of living like this Trying get by wit a job, making me lose my mind Wake up, baby all he does is cry I cry, when I cant write a rhyme Sitting wit a pen, clock just ticks Looking at the paper, cant think of shit Fuck this stress man, fuck this shit Say fuck you to that fucking bitch Who cant understand who the fuck you is No one gets me but Im too pesty Got two sides like the logo Pepsi Sometimes I can be nice and shit Other times I can be a fucking prick Only to the ones wit no common sense What I gotta rap just to make you like me? I guess I gotta rap like I sponsor Nike Talk about jays and how much I get paid Going out to parties, getting laid everyday If that was the case, then I wouldnt rap Come on man, simple math Woooo... Yea... YS...
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