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Let's get it
I really kill it, ask about my religion
Not too far from a typical Christian
In a trance, I'll do my dance in front of this building
Til' the real niggas get outta prison
I was not in the spirits when I found out God was a chemist
Then realize the scars between each layer of tissue
It's hard to be free with each prayer I give you
Regard the peace keep
And everybody give you two motherf*ckin' options
I swear to god we need three
I show my hand at the table cause
My cards is revolver repeat
I show my hand at the table cause yo cause is a false proceeding
I remember that
Revolver to my father, pops was weeping
Bernard was odd so thank god his leet speak
Would stop all the cops from creeping
I was young and I was smart and
I was not to be involved with ne-thing
Given options of Santa claus or

"Boy take yo ass to sleep..."
You don't know shit about this
This for them OGs nigga

I wasn't born early enough to explore the world
I wasn't born late enough to see the universe

I wasn't born early enough to escape from hell
I woulda been a bad muhf*cka'
The sun setting on me it's a classic magnum opus
And I trash the magnum after we get down after the service
My best friend told me he was mad at what I got from workin'
I told his ass, the same effort that you put
To get that bag of smoke can go into a college class learning how to grow it
Listen to yo poets - we know it
Thinking of some mo shit while I sip this Moet
These snakes in the grass eat the rats; why would i mow it?
F*ck that hoe shit, I got sweep stakes
And I'm in the woods w a culture that so happens to eat snakes
How bout these grapes?
Niggas readin' harry potter not knowing we Snape
Kiwi like my weed taste
Everybody claim a race not knowing it's a speed race

I wasn't born early enough to explore the world
I wasn't born late enough to see the universe

I wasn't born early enough to see the world
I wasn't born late enough to destroy the universe

I wasn't born early enough
I done played one too many games
Strayed out my lane one to many times
All my real Niggas ended up in jail
I was just a lame working on my rhymes
Nerd motivation
Never lost the brain
Even thought that shit came w two sides
I been in the middle of a world war
Made it to the other side still alive
All my family say f*ck the opps
Even though the opps was one of my guys
Everybody say I'm waitin on the beef
I been more worried bout cold fries
I been more worried bout ya cold eyes
I seen a lot of demons get baptized
I know a lotta these Niggas want me flatlined
But I done seen a lot of spirits in the campfire