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Born Cursed
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Twisted Insane
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They said I ain't eat, missing a calling inside of me No room in the front seat, blood, who finna bump me? Nigga, hell finna freeze over before you finna pump me Put me in the trunk and take me out to the sticks and dump me My brain, it must be sick, no medication worked I still ain't where I'm supposed to, to levitate this Earth I get up in this booth so I can meditate this hurt My brain is really insane and that's been ever since that birth Blood, no one understand, everybody wanna spam me with "you will never win the Grammy" and "industry they wanna ban me" shit If I had a million dimes for every time I've been handed shit I wouldn't be dead broke and out here smokin' up these cancer sticks I've come to terms that I will never drive no Phantom whip No kinda real money, I'm on the corner with the Santa fit (Spare change?) I got a 40 ounce in the back seat of an abandoned whip And starin' my life face to face in the mirror like "I've had it, bitch!" Ain't nobody finna catch me when I'm passin' out They lookin' at me and they sippin' they tea all while I'm blackin' out No punk in my blood, you wanna f*ck 'em up, no backin' out I'm makin' sure we got extra clips before we smashin' out I'm 14 with a Mini-14 and actin' out I really go buck, don't give a f*ck 'bout what you yappin' 'bout Since I was 13 they looked at me like I'm a wretched child That's why the mind broke and I will smoke you like a Black & Mild Born Cursed
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