EUSTACE

Intro:
Man y'all niggas be telling me, y'all want me to fucking
Rap on my songs more, and not sing. First off, fuck y'all niggas. Second, when I do fuckin' rap, the bars be flyin' over y'all niggas heads, Regardless. Fuck is y'all niggas listenin' for. Ion get that shit
I'm not makin' no more of these songs, if shits gon' be flyin' over your head bro

Verse: 1
I Can't parlay with the weight
To save face
It ain't it just fate
But can't halt to the pace

Ron don dialect to them jakes
Im apart of that Hosea home that feed u bum niggas game
Opt out the fame
Heard them raps and heard them boards that u bang
Shit ain't the same
Heaven or hail stormin' or do we get Holyrain
And we pressin' just like them Foremans
Half the step Kaddy Kane
Product of bang
Im at ya feet tory lanez
Nigga this leo ain't tamed

Ink in ya pen its been flimsy
Kell boy cold witted
I done caught a cold frigid
Fiver
Im in the ends til i get on and im out get the light up
I provide us
U sit on ya own u 8 5 like macgyver

Verse 2: Aura Ognie
We done took it from the blocks, to the burbs
Ways from cops in a curb
Get caged for the crop and herb
My time on clock I observe
I'm always on watch for the worst
My mind don't stop full of nerve, got my
Fan full of curse and my mouth full words
Pops might pop if its worth it
Moms outside, twin Glocks in her purse
And those times, kids'll pop you for merch
And these times man these kids just popping' a perf
With they, mouth full of curse, to sing a popular verse
From the land of the lost, that's where ya opps gettin' merked
Boys with no guidance, no options when ya pops on a shirt
Toy soldiers, what they got not nerf
And gun violence sing like violins heard
That noise they bring might shake up the Earth
And off shots might break up a birth
So I speak for every nigga that can't breath on this Earth
Lost without purpose, and best buds close, and when the purp lit
I pass that family tree, with a purpose

Intro 3: Wiz Kelly

With a purpose aye
Pass that muh fucka, you've been holdin' that much fucka forever nigga

Verse 3:
Like krs said
Is it officer or overseer
Only reason you here is parental care
So I suggest that you change ya demeanor
Lost means
Check cheese
Guess my mind greener
Leave it to the airborne fiends
Check my regime
Stack up that grover up
Pack it done sold enough
Now im grouchy chasin Oscar now
Guess I'm grown enough
Fuck is the fuss
Im shootin' shots like Interventions on Rust
I done left trails of dust for niggas way ahead of that cusp
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