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My rhymes an animal I plan to put the mic on stasis
When you hear my fucking words you put my mic on playlist
Like Dj Dahi this is a world premiere
Hachi the next Itachi eating good like the culvenier
I still got my soul to seer
Said I'm the best rapper in underground and soon y'all gon see
Got me a couple features now I'm laughing maniacally
My plan is psychotic please
The next fucking Prodigy
I got so many stories why I be rapping so consciously

I put my cross up or my Cruces
Stopped giving shit a while ago I'm throwing up my deuces
My music gotta a lot of soul I'm putting up my luces
The way I move be scary like Cabrón no te asústes yeah
It's just the motherfucking culture
I'm from a place where they be eating up the motherfucking vultures
When I'm done with all this music shit they making me a sculpture
Its only me and u I'm in my motherfucking element
It's always sob stories man I stopped feeling the sentiment
They say that god left man I'm the motherfucking reminent
Yeah
The pen is my tool
If A and E here then why do I owe you
Your fantasy the being here and wearing icon shoes
You thinking that its all love man use your context clues
You not worried about the culture cuz they might not choose
You might just lose
The profits to some broke ass dudes
In short ass blues
Anti-Depressants with bipolar disorder
The shit I spit be fucking crazy like the stronger the shorter
I'm always fighting for my culture like a nigga from Mordor
I'm a motherfucking soldier I be watching my corner
I got my family with me thats why my beamer a four door
Why a nigga on low blow
Got me clutching up my weapon Magic Johnson in game four
The fucking hood taught me a lesson like El Chapo with pesos
I done got everything I wanted and I still gotta lay low
All this glitter on the table my nigga got a white nose
And my music make me confident Young Hachi on payroll