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This time I'm not kiddin' around nigga I'm grown,
My lyricism is what I envision, I'm spittin' poems,
Precision in my tone, my word sends chills through your bones,
And the minute I spit'em you get a cold,
Pen in my right hand, I did this shit on my own,
Did some dumb shit too I admit I wouldn't condone,
But instead of making a prison my home,
I chose a different set of bars, They hold me captive inside of a zone,
All alone, I'm takin' a deep breath,
I'm Infamous spittin' infinite lines until there isn't a beat left,
I'm hip-hop eternal, feels like I could cheat death,
But I don't care who I defeat next,
Me stress? please test, I end careers off of a reflex,
I let'em go first, other wise they be speachless,
I call'em out on all of they're greed shit,
And tell'em where the fuck I come from, and why don't agree wit,
Wantin' to live that hood life, me I don't need this,
Tired of bullshit, I decided to leave quick,
I told the white man to move over,
Cuz life is the grimiest bitch dog, and I don't know if you know,
Or lost count of all of the time she had me screwed over at times,
Seems like her and the hood grew closer,
Lil' kids gettin' shot soon as schools over,
Here you ain't gotta be drivin' a car to get pulled over,
It's far from the glamour that you know,
Your man's gettin' shot and you was just on the phone,
But now he's gone, so what the fuck is goin' on?,
I moved out the hood, and hell no I'm never goin back,
Fuck that nigga...
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