Forever getting pushed aside
I Never knew why
But when I get back take the mac squeezed back and laid suckas on they side
No lie, confident, maybe conceited with the thoughts of me dying inside
Getting this together, good or bad weather, still I’m keeping it fly
If you wanna do or die, end up on the ride, to the yard, grave yard you will lye
Despicable thoughts, feeling I fought, taking down Goliath and the big Hulk
So raw, no red meat just flesh to fresh air that’ll make it thaw
In my head I draw, making these words go together like puzzle pieces, theres like 100 dawg
But it really doesn’t matter, I’m keeping things tight like leather on a braud who got 5 dogs
Taking them for a walk, stuck up white folk, in the hood where they hire people to cut the lawn
I‘ve witnessed it all, never like this do I get upset about dumb shit
But I gotta give it to ya straight, taken them curves like the gays mybad but ayeee
That’s their prerogative, go ahead let them do what they do
If you live in my world, people will die even if they jackin for some food
Yessir I’m crazy, but it don’t matter call myself a fuckin genius
I‘m not sorry that I curse, what can be worse, a nigga pull triggers sending people to a plot in a hearse?!
We can take it right there, buts its unfair, I’m gonna stop now before feelings get hurt!
– Milly
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