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With a pen and a pad, I can change the way you see things
Or am I biting more than I can chew, like infants teething?
Got so much to say, so many ways to say it
So many people telling me to keep up with my day shift
Imagine, you in school for business but couldn't feel it
Ditched the plan, swallowed fear, and you move on into business
But every night, before you go to bed
You laying down these melodies floating around your head
Every time you spit a poem, they feel you the people love you
Put that same shit to music, they coming with a rebuttal
For anyone thinking I'm doing it the wrong way
Unless from the heart is wrong, then my song's a
Chance to express myself the only way I feel
Keep in mind people judge off stigmas, shit's real
Write down and read the last few lines
Its called an acrostic homie, do it like two times
Not one to boast on myself, but its time to be noticed
Bitches speed read lyrics, its time to re-focus
A-D-D-Y for A-D-D guys
Focus on the flow, but A-D-D my
Bars, killing in the sickest fashion, Poughkeepsie
Doing it wrong but I make it feel right, Gillespie
Little different from the norm, niggas may not accept me
But put it on my life the whole game will respect me
Niggas brag on their ice, like it stress me
Put my blades on your shit, come and check me
Plus half your shit fake, no V-V-S-ing
Stunt on any nigga with ice, young Gretzky
Niggas always ignored me when asking for a lesson
Had to learn to right my own wrongs, no confession
On my way to get the keys to the gate of my own heaven
Disown us in the present, you'll regret it in a second