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Oct 2014
Get my head right
Just like in jail ******* up my appetite
Man this **** is suicide
Give up your only pride
And when you do you'll realize
There's no apple in my eyes
For I have cried every last flavor so there's a lack of color
That's why I'm always mad you *******
***** *** *** don't even know
(Don't even know)
Don't need the problems so just go
(Problems are a big no no)
All about that money
Eyes stay ******
Just to see the world different cause its so ugly
Swerving lanes gets me car sick
But it don't faze Carson
Army strong like a martian
Feeling alive getting it in tight
Smiling through the ******* you know its alright
Hide my soul so I wouldn't be leavin
Smoke bowls in the morning and blunts in the evening
Oh yes I inhale ****
Wrecking these mics cause my flows are so real
***** im so chilled
Since my birth the day I came to earth
There was a burst of hate that got worse.
#WZRDNDCARSON #RAINBOWS&DRO
TrueSun
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TrueSun  San Antonio, Texas
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