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My niggas be smoking on something loud, head to the cloudsI ain't been steppin' outTired of sticking out in the crowdThis world is changing right in front of meGray hairs, I'm aging quicker than I thought I'd be(Straight up) Straight up, straight upStraight up, straight up, straight up(Straight up) Straight up, straight upStraight up, straight up, straight up(Straight up) Straight up, straight upStraight up, straight up, straight up(Straight up) Straight up, straight upStraight up, straight up, straight upPlease believe these flows teach egosTo freeze and then recede, I'mBeneath your Jeep, the second you turn that keyholeThen heat blows your weak flows right out the waterThe father, boy, I work smarter and harderMy style got a restraining order, don't bothеrI charter unseen territories in ordеrTo push it farther than you niggas had ever thought ofI caught a lotta murder charges, turned artistsTo martyrs, when I rock, thot turns to goddessFiends turn to kings, dreams turn to things tangibleMy hands are full with grands I pulledFrom stanzas, no, I can't go slowI'm Sandra Bull, either proceed with speed or don't breatheThere's no creed or color that won't heedTo the warning, the planet'll shake when I'm performingTectonic plates from a place where Tecs on their waistSo stay safe, or get left with chest on your faceAs death waits for your last of breathI'ma pass the test, yes, I'm a master chefWant a taste, then pay for itThey claim they're real, but they're seldom straightforwardThe pain I feel on my frame gets transmutedTo a dangerous flameI spit fire at the devil while the angels sangThe flow changed, but Jermaine's the same, I'm Plain JaneNot a chain on my neck, but shine like baguettesA shame, not a flex, to rhyme like the restMy mind's quite depressed if I don't write theseI'm Spike Lee of the audio, back in my barrioParties got shot up, so I built up all my cardioDodge shells, collect coins like I'm MarioBut this is not a gaming experience, I'm serious, nigga(Straight up) Straight up, straight upStraight up, straight up, straight up(Straight up) Straight up, straight upStraight up, straight up, straight up(Straight up) Straight up, straight upStraight up, straight up, straight up(Straight up) Straight up, straight upStraight up, straight up, straight up (Yeah)My niggas be smoking on something loud, head to the cloudsI ain't been steppin' outTired of sticking out in the crowdThis world is changing right in front of meGray hairs, I'm aging quicker than I thought I'd beI'm that bass in your trunk, the bullet that missed TrumpThe gun that jammed 'cause it seemed God had other plansThe Son of Man extending his hand to Son of SamIn forgiveness, for all of the homicides we witnessedThe overdramatized, the traumatized with sicknessThrown in the pan and caramelized for richnessAnd served on a plate with sirloin steakTo billionaires who don't care the world's gon' breakLong as they make money off it, pain brings profitOne man gains it soon as the next man lost itThere's a bridge you can walk to hear God talkBut there are real slim odds a rich man crosses'Cause greed is a poisonous seed, indeedAs it spreads like weeds through the mind's apple treesI proceed with caution, and I'm not flossingUnlike some, I'm not defined by my fortuneI'm defined by rhymes, though I'm in my primeThere was times that I was down'cause I'd thought I'd lost itBut no, low and behold, as my poetry growsI give all glory to God as the story unfoldsAnd the gray hairs that grow on my head will showAin't no time limit to get it, you ain't never too oldSo keep hold of your dreams, no matter how it seemsIf you don't water your lawn, well, then it won't stay greenI seen babies turn fiends, addicted to the screenTheir dad shares cashiers replaced by machinesDon't buy, subscribe so you can just streamYour content like rent, you won't own a thingBefore long, all the songs the whole world sings'llBe generated by latest of AI regimesAs all of our favorite artists erased by it screamFrom the wayside, "Ayy, whatever happened to human beings? "Straight up, straight upStraight up, straight up, straight upStraight up, straight upStraight up, straight up, straight upStraight up, straight upStraight up, straight up, straight upStraight up, straight upStraight up, straight up, straight upMy niggas be smoking on something loud
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