Da Rant

Morray

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    Demons was angels too
    It depends on how the artist choose to paint the view
    Even the queen loses patience on a day a two
    Even Morray can make mistakes, well let me name a few

    Was running wit the wrong crowd
    Young, dumb, mad, loud
    Time past me by when I was sitting on that green mile
    Fighting on the daily sad I had to take Khalif smile
    Niggas I done bled wit would probably let me bleed out
    Back when it was all gang, blood in, blood out
    It's crazy when yo fam change like we ain't even blood now
    Niggas acting boogie on me, we posed to be thugged out
    Probably tell the feds my name, you probably bugged now

    I can't blame that shit on you cuz that's wat fakes do
    Hold up, yes the fuck I can, pussy, I blame you
    Three finger back on me cuz I ain't blame proof
    Karma is a Kurrupt bitch and she will bang you

    Made some bad decisions
    Lump of coal is wat my gift is
    Now I'm wholesome, was a misfit
    I was broken, someone fixed it
    Sad as fuck, I kinda miss it
    Harder shell, you couldn't dent it
    Breaking jaws, you need a dentist
    My emotions, lease em rented

    Posture up
    Dying for yo gang who told you posy up
    Choosing death for one's beliefs
    Yea bitch that's probably us
    But on that fucking dying part
    Man that's where I'm kinda stuck
    Cuz niggas it's yo time to go
    Why the fuck you keep on saying us

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    One life to live and I plan on living
    For that one life to live yo life plan on giving
    Have you shitting in a bag boy, nick name him Chittlings
    Then I will walk up to the altar and ask God for forgiveness

    Am I a bad guy for wanting shit for all I do
    I don't bless shit for free unless you say achu
    Never getting on a knee unless I say I do
    I'm too high to look down, I got a birds eye view

    Moment of quite
    Defiant breaking the silence
    I run the best play plays
    Falcon vison feel like mat Ryan
    Ball like my last name James
    All like last name Wade
    Fuck it, I ball like Mamba
    Cuz now I'm mentally sane

    Number one, number two
    I used to be glad to place
    Who am I, who are you
    Pussy, you gon learn today
    Camera phones, niggas bold
    Scared to do that face to face
    Head up, never that
    They rather drive by spray

    Every generation come wit different expectations
    Used to want us all in college, used to want us all to make it
    They don't give a fuck about us, seem like everybody famous
    If everybody rich wit money, why the world so damn impatient

    Rushed den
    You gone learn the world is cold
    Russians
    Niggas claiming they yo brother acting like more cousins
    Bicking back, being bool, I can not let cuz in
    Played a role and lied to you, date and time cuz when

    Red dot
    Don't mean a head shot, body tissue
    Shave some pounds off a nigga, yea he got body issues
    I done step back from the topic like I forgot the issues
    Some one start this shit from the top so all the bars don't miss you

    Nas, Biggie, Jay Z, man I need that kinda stamp
    Tyson Floyd and Ali, I'm tryna be that kinda champ
    2 hunnit 50 soak and wet, heavy when it's kinda damp
    Feeling like I'm K.D. cuz dis was just da fucking rant

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