spacecadet

Freaky T

MALCOLM JAKOB, LEVICANTSING, & REEK ~ ALL I KNOW (PROD. POR VIDA)

I had to find a way to exist 
had to find a way to the glitz 
you aint never had 
you aint never had it like this 
you ain’t never rise from the depths, you aint high as the jets, you ain’t jumping from the top to repeat steps, everybody wanna hide when the freak creep, weird ass nigga from the streets going industry, enemies at the feet kiss ground for a feature, blood sucking animals i watch out for the leeches, high up on the bleachers watching daddy peak up, i was born ready prepped good like i’m pre cut bitch 
rent a bitch til the lease up cus you know i hate 12 baby release cuffs
i feel mr.christ they don’t like me? i’m t’d up. 
If you check ya crush playlist it’s c’d up. 
you follow the leader. you follow for info. you fall off and get sad sit back I reload. 
this clip going til ya tombstone pre ordered 
i’m coming for necks I’m trynna do real torture.
prying til that door in, you gon wish my momma got an abortion 
rapping like the rent due.
snapping like my hands when I’m facing issues
this ain’t got a concept a con with a pistol 
i am not playing nice, murder every time i write
i just had a reset, no more bitches in my life
no more kissing em at night
gotta face fuck the mic
like I’m slutting 23 (real freak like mike)
hell naw I ain’t god you gon love me for my flaws
like a bitch with stretch marks you gon still fuck it raw
you gon still give me plays 
like the coach on sideline
if we win it’s a ball in her throat like she crying 
i was telling myself 
i don’t really gotta yell. 
but the devil in my earlobes told me give em hell 
now i gah give em hell 
you gon feel it like the audio brail, audio technica explode like i’m preaching a spell
i know some witches real well, all my opps not well
they went pale, raps stale, no ideas to sell
they went home, plays off all ya listeners bailed
they love me cus it’s real i aint wearing a mask 
shit, i know you must’ve had it wit my rude ass 
(chuck please I cannot take it) well that’s too bad 
i’m handling it differently like I got new hands
they preyed on my nuance, now I got new fans
chewed on the fist like an infant 
niggas threw blows on my art made it abstract
gave me a backbone, now they get backlash  
grabbed me a baton beat em like i got badge 
yea uhhhhhhhh
fuck em and i 
fuck em and i 
fuck em nympho 
in they life light it up
heartbroken Diplo 
ain’t no wisdom out this mouth fuck dental
somebody tell solange i gotta bitch to put hits on 
abusive when I rap i’m trynna get me a hit song 
domesticated violence on this vinyl i whip tones 
i backhand the tracks i was born with a pimp soul 
i couldn’t let it disrespect me I’m too grown 
i couldn’t let these twitter rap niggas lap me, give a minute 
had to realize this my property my tentative tenants 
ain’t ready for real business just gotta say that you did it 
til the reaper come at ya door steps asking to enter 
said you wanted the lights bright, pose for the picture cheese 

Now you can process.

Freaky T

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