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Caleb McCarter
Caleb McCarter
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Daniel Alcala
Daniel Alcala
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Sublime sublimity What's the figure of modern divinity My step father he was a friend to me Lost souls but that magnifies brilliancy Be the best that I can be to my ability Age 47 they proceed to ask the questions Don't you talk about a lesson when you don't count your blessings Follow on a path speaking spoken confessions Feeling like I have chronic depression But it's just an opening to my new future Mind boggling but I'm sincere like I'm Confucius Did you do this No I didn't Grab the pen and grab the pad and then I get distant You watch and see how imma make this shit without assistance I think I've tried a million times to get this shit up off my chest But every time these thoughts arrive it's a gunshot to my head I can't confine these beings inside 'cause they just fill me with regret The only time that I'm alive is when I feel a bit less dead What the funk is this fuckery Loose cannons never sunken me Hoppys on the call if anybody tried at punking me Beer belly ass got you stumbling round drunkenly Make your head a doughnut like you just got your Dunkin' free Gunning at the stall Chattanooga say the losers winners on the fall Baby want a body so I took her to the mall Don't let your girl around me 'cause I hit her with the Wiyo wiyo wiyo (Dam) Did you catch that Maybe scratch that Snowhill mobbing deep with the rap pack Did you catch that Maybe scratch that Snowhill mobbing deep with the rap pack I stay on my charms like I'm lucky Got a metal arm like I'm Bucky Don't touch me Snowhill Bitches is some chickens when they clucking Hard to lose your friends when you got the fucking bass jumping Ain't bluffing Case coming Seal of fate I go MIA Pour some lemonade Easing my headache Make me feel ok Soul stays ablaze Hold the pain and wait Human bomb for four long years Explosion with an earthquake I can't contain When does the karma kick in My days passing by like my alarm is missing What you hearing Searing son Pencil tips Fake appearance Forgot to mention Gristle grip extended clip no condition Mane do you benefit The shame with the benefits I've done Gave all my benefits She done Got all that I can give You say Did you catch that Maybe scratch that Snowhill mobbing deep with the rap pack Did you catch that Maybe scratch that Snowhill mobbing deep with the rap pack
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