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did you ever think about retiring from rap
dawg? everyday... you know what i'm
saying? but what else... what else am i gonna do?

my life's an open book in a locked room
i'll take off the mask, i'm keeping the costume
people call me the cat whatever whats in a name
its been happening forever it not something i can change
every other day your finally falling in love
commit to my addictions living all the above
i'm almost famous, rich beyond my wildest dreams
the quiet type emitting silent screams
scouted by the majors i'm an inch too short
an atheist wants only to love god, an orphan
i got one best friend left smoke i changed
i lost my eyes but yo i found them again
i hear voices in my head and they tell me i'm not crazy
i drink to drown the visions the gods gave me
i've chosen no ego, intentions are pure
i'd die everyday for you i'd give you the world

i gotta rap, no matter what. everyday. you know
what i'm saying? tss... with the
rap thing, basically i think, you know, i've had my time, ran my courts

i'm the most confidently insecure person you'll ever meet
a golden boy, gifted child, whatever that means
if gods gift to you, is the talent you have
what would you do with your talent? yo give back?
bipolar, never sick, always hurting
i get bad headaches when i feel the future
i'm in love with all of none of you
and none of its true
i've been in love 3 times with 4 people i'll hurt you
i wanna be worshiped, can't understand when i am
i want you all to love me, cuz i can't
i'm too far ahead of it to get it behind me
and my head is too far behind it to get what is said
i won't call you back, but maybe i'll write
i won't notice if i'm alone for the rest of my life
a dragon with broken wings, a cat blind in the dark,
feel it coming around the corner of a really long block.

i gotta rap, no matter what. what else... what
else am i gonna do? know what i'm
saying? know what i'm saying? i might as well
be holding a sign on the corner
saying will rap for food

i'll get there before you even though i'll be late
i'm already dead lets... celebrate
i could do this forever but i doubt i will
you look familiar but i feel like someone else
i got this far feeling better by feeling bad
i rather sit at the bar, clarity is a mushroom cloud
i hold my breathe for those moments that take my breath away
i wanna leave so you ask me to stay...
jump i'll catch you if you promise to miss me
i'll never get caught so get out or get dropped
i'm better than this and worse off for knowing it
if it hurts to be happy i'll find pain in all of it
i got nothing left but so much to write
i was here first but go on i won't put up a fight
i'm unarmed y'all, with my heart on a sleeve
i'm going out of my head until i head out, peace!

i gotta rap, no matter what, what, what, what. what, what, what.
what am i going to be a lawyer or gonna go to medical school?
its just not the same
what else... what else am i gonna do?

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