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all these girls telling me i was sexy, paid no attention, now nobody text me, i just wanna have some fun, it's too risky, blood runs red when i drink black whiskey, it's clear i'm still here not a weary survivor, these kids are cubs, i'm a siberian tiger, walk through the jungle. talk like i rumble, now that i got the ball again, i'm not gonna fumble, you can hear my words clear, i don't mumble, juggernaut, i stomp and the concrete crumbles, buggin' out at night at about 4:50. wanna go to sleep, but my brain won't let me. it's stressing, literally my literature obliterates and everything i spit is, hot as shit. it can incinerate. get dramatic, sick and scattered, memories are haunting me. i spit sporadic sentences, significant in quantities. it's comical. i'm so astronomical, this rocket should have blasted off a long time ago, i'm just trying to get as big as tech n9ne and hopsin, so every night i pray to god "let that be my option", all these girls telling me i was sexy, paid no attention, now nobody text me, i just wanna have some fun, it's too risky, blood runs red when i drink black whiskey, invite a bitch to the crib that's a no name, get some drinks, valium and some cocaine, i already gave my word, got a second chance you don't get a third, i got this pain in my stomach that is amplified, realized that it's loneliness amplified, pushed everybody out of my life to start rapping, but i forgot to let at least one girl back in, now the doors locked closed, it won't open. the joke is, i got what i wanted pure focus, i don't have the time i am too self-centered, and i ain't trying to get fucking caught on ten. wait, old flame flickerin' in a new flame blazing, hint, half asian and half caucasian. hope it's amazing, but watch for the danger, trick from the devil or did god sent an angel?, all these girls telling me i was sexy, paid no attention, now nobody text me, i just wanna have some fun, it's too risky, blood runs red when i drink black whiskey, invite a bitch to the crib that's a no name, get some drinks, xanax and some cocaine, but i already gave my word, got a second chance you don't get no third, my exterior's a monster

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Artist: madchild