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(Turbulence. Can you Turbulence) Okay. (Can you feel?)
I need to something real for a second y'all. (Turbulence)
bare with me. Listen. (Can you feel? Turbulence.)

Skull and crossbones and death
A liquor store on corner in Atlanta
Cops ridin' tossin' niggas in the slammer
Tell me what's
I could really use some
Now-a-days everybody to be a rapper
two years ago everybody was a trapper
Obviously, money is everybody's after
Cause slavery ain't
It's a day disaster
Now are my words from me to you
Everything you do from your to your shoes
From your chains to Coupe
from the tube
Trust me I would
I was on it too
Okay, now just let me get attention
I'm a turn the so you don't get defensive
I'm a put my aside for a second
Cause I be fake
God won't let me
I used to a grill
Because it was the
Not because I it
I wanted to fit in
Then I got "Eastside" on my skin
And I to get dreads but my hair was too big
But I was
I ain't who I was
else was there to do besides look like a thug
So in my senior year at High
I dropped out of high school and I got
B.o.B. was the
I ain't Bobby Ray cause I was ashamed
But you can call me Bobby Ray from this day
And I give a damn about the fame and fortune
Honestly I don't even to rap
Cause when I turn the radio on, out comes
And if you make good music okay
But on the radio, that don't play
It's easy to see we a beast
Cause everybody wants to hear what don't need
And now all the rappers got to to give you
That bullshit music so can continue
To
The position I'm in
Is quite an interesting predicament I admit
But you can count on me I'm refusing to give in
Cause I'm a give you music cause we it to exist

So I'm a play my
Rap about aliens and sing stars
Till you that's what we are
So we ain't got to no more so we don't starve
I swear to God I you with every bar
We all got problems that to be solved
So I got the mic I'm a speak my thoughts
And I'm a keep it real till the day I