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Down,
looking
down
on
me
Down,
they
look
down
on
me
(Ai
yo)
it's
6 on
the
dot,
and
I'm
shot,
but
cannot
Dip
like
I
got,
they
want
robots!
Well
I
am
not
robotic,
I'm
iconic,
you're
psychotic
So
to
hell
with
you're
hypnotic
idiotic
demonics!
All
you
want
are
dollars!
All
I
want
is
respect
Your
logic
is
toxic,
yet
you
couldn't
care
less
I
refuse
to
subscribe,
and
for
this
I
am
hexed?
Sometimes
I
think
you
forget
that
FiO
Baby
be
blessed!
Write,
rap,
mix,
then
perform
with
finesse
Record,
act,
shoot,
cut!
I
know
you're
impressed
I
refuse
to
be
machine,
Adderall
and
caffeine
No
more
brown
paper
bags,
no
more
Seamless
cuisine
Michael
have
you
seen
your
numbers?
You
just
let
down
the
team!
That's
thousands
of
dollars
that
we'll
never
redeem
And
still
I'll
stare
you
in
eye,
as
you're
passing
me
by
When
you
refuse
to
say
hi
because
you're
dissatisfied!
Fuck
you!
Down,
looking
down
on
me
Down,
they
look
down
on
me
They
love
coming
to
conclusions
without
knowing
the
plot
No
clock!
telling
time,
when
they
don't
own
a
watch
Toc
tick,
tick
toc
it's
Hiroshima
inside
Katrina
mixed
with
Sandy
zero
FEMA
arrives
And
still
I
survive,
strive
to
fix
what's
broken
But
promotion
turned
to
coaching,
and
then
coaching
turned
to
roasting
Said
I'm
"coasting
and
I'm
floating",
though
I
know
I'm
just
outspoken
Oh
and
so
they
think
they
know
son,
but
no
they
really
don't
and
E.Y
told
me
to
master
my
craft
Poor
bastard
doesn't
know
that
it
isn't
the
dash
Poor
bastard
doesn't
understand
the
talent
I
have
Poor
bastards
high
command
don't
mean
shit
where
I
stand
8.1.7.
The
takeover
begins
Pound
16,
we
start
from
within
Say
goodbye
to
all
the
tyranny
I'm
taking
those
whom
dear
to
me,
only
those
sincere
with
me
I'm
birthing
the
Nu
family!
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