Lyrics FREESTYLE - SL

I got a story to tell
It got some gory detail
Tha typa rapper that dwell
In the building next to hell
Ya know that like poles repel
So am tryna find me somewhere
I can be free,
Devoid of anything cutting me,
Off in ma chase of finding something that makes meaning to me
Replicating ideas and images am fighting for real
Why am i so different,
Why cant i seem to have decisions,
That impact positivity in this dark life am leading
I try to be hands off but forces bigger put me hands on
I try to make a living, but get peanuts compensation
Screw your Motivation am quitting am going all in
I found me some pretty sick clique
My rhymes on fleek
Got meth on ma head
Pac on ma back, and nas on ma tongue
Check it My flow's no biggie
IT tech i do major
Am the rapper endangered, am the last of my kind
So y'all respect my grind

So dont you lie to me
Ya don't like me men dont pretend
I hail from the dungeons and thickets
Where the darkness prevail
And in the face of light
Am far much from Mr right
So dont you count on me hoe
I love you less you love dough
Money revolves around you
So count me out am above you
Look at me soaring high
To heights that you can't survive
Call me the desert eagle
The dove among the demons
Lines sicker than sickle cell
I kill rappers in one fell
I gat the typa flow your girlie dig
Your erections i rig
I finna take her to a level that she never have been
A sweet brother, in the bed am a porn actor
Damn braggart
Why dont you keep on dishing em' rhymes
I think you getting outta line
Get off ma high
You cannot tell me nuthin
I got right to do what i want
A macho nigga prowling streets of 254 with a gun... Strapped
Killing these rappers fake
With a mic and a beat
Put some skill with it
Nigga's taking over the street
From Kakuma to MSA
Sound like a U. S of A material,
They say a nigga aint real