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kadar
walking on a straight,
it seemed my life line,
became another blockade in my way,
still stuck in my ways,
took me 5 years to get to know my best friends,
the ones i haven’t known that long can’t be my friends yet,
i’m dead set on the fewest in my friends list,
ur still worried bout the streaks up in ur snapchat,
i keep the circle tight, incase a few circus type,
try to migrate with us, i see ur plate filling,
ryl
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(Ryl's lyrics could not be transcribed even by the man himself)
kadar
slapped a chicks ass- she thinks that we're dating,
then i looked at her tits now shes expecting a baby,
if you wanna suck my dick so bad you gotta take my apron off,
my caber been blown off since that first demo song,
my paper gone,
spent too mucin on hoes,
who weren’t staying long,
i bought her cheetos doritos,
she never gave me top,
i should save some money up so i can see solonge,
but i’m afraid of elevators, i was made too soft,
i’m so mad lil wayne took my album name,
can’t drop it now cuz the records would sound the same,
i’m the one to blame for taking 3 years to write a verse,
can’t get this shit of my chest like it was bound with curse,
got a chip on my shoulder,
reminder to flip her over,
the towel full of crumbs
this the beach's OVA
but only sorta since beaches had to keep on closing,
u and ur boyfriend kept on getting closer,
never got my dick sucked at a sunset,
but we can try again when ur man leaves from the outset
i said it’s corny,
but the sky above is the limit,
you replied, with a sigh
why the sky so limiting?
i wanna fly till ur whines at a minimum
Bird Squad another song, yeah we killing them.
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CALL ME (Instrumental)
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kid w wings
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thought i need a push,
i need a cushion i fell,
always fail,
when it comes down to truth or dare,
i couldn’t tell my therapist,
why i painted my nails,
only open to the verses,
i keep to myself
in a group of artists,
i’m trailing behind
only beside
when i ride in the passenger seat,
don’t have my license,
the other drivers terrify me,
can’t go anywhere my bedrooms where you’ll find me
i told dom they would listen when i’m 18
i’m almost 19,
and track 7 hasn’t got a grammy,
i never stopped making music
i just never drop,
on a stage with an empty crowd
i freeze up,
only write a good verse is when the trees brush,
when i hear the right beat i roll my sleeves up,
i get to sneezing on the track if the beats dust,
my allergies have got worse since the leaves cut,
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labeled an illness,
research hasn’t given much,
the only kind of treatment they can give is filled with compliments,
i wanna see a monolith-
real life rocket ship,
but the only way that i could is with a sponsorship from oculus,
you should believe,
that once upon a dream,
i was successful rapper minus streams and college degree,
it doesn’t bother me,
if u believed me
i saw the bigger picture,
but for only just a moment,
memories have deaths,
so i wish i could hold it,
it’s not a cold no more and it’s not a flu either,
i’ve been asymptomatic for a year now,
it’s still contagious,
the people ‘round me getting lazy,
now is not the time for breaks,
it’s just ironic when i say it,
it’s depressing when i see what you became,
a shadow of ur former self withering away.
one of these days,
i’ll fully forget the look on ur face,
that you made,
when i said that,
i fucked up,
the tears i’ve seen falling from ur eyes,
will probably haunt me till i die,
this a 2am walk in park,
and it getting darker,
wanna leave so we finally have peace,
but it seems our negotiator was a child with wings
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it’s kinda crazy how
even tho you moved around
ur still leasing a part of brain and i can’t kick you out
i been tripping around
uptown,
you been booing me
like i’m some fancy clown
thought it’d be easy now,
wrote a song
and sent it out
musician off on soundcloud and bandcamp,
the band kids never wanted shit
the sole reason im still sore
is in the filament,
thought my wisdom teeth would guide me,
over to a better a better shift
terrace leaning over,
the sun made an appearance,
but i swear it’s gotten colder,
only trust ticonderoga,
and whatever paper i scribbled it on,
don’t need erasers whenever i doodle a poem
its no competition,
if it was i’d have to forfeit,
see, the moment that i show you,
i’d get nervous and i’d blow it,
got a bunch of plans,
no one knows em,
stretch my hands to my future, grab it, and i mold it,
people been leaving,
and it started with my adlibs,
that’s a crazy thought,
it was my father who inspired,
see he was always tardy,
and now he’s pretty absent,
i sent a voice mail saying,
he needs to pick the slack up,
i should back up,
my approach is awfully heartless,
confrontation-my catharsis,
and i always tend to start shit,
i’m finally legal,
my naiveties,
a misdemeanor,
maybe if he heard a beat,
it’d turn around his whole demeanor,
i know it’s my fault for wanting to play with them needles,
i’m just a foot note,
in the lives of more talented people,
peep my section in ur wikipedia,
the tritagonist,
antagonized u to pursue a media,
i’m the median of greedy men,
next time someone leaves,
i promise i won’t go easy then,
there’ll be tariff on exporting out my circle,
the cost would have to be at least a first bump for some closure,
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