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Final Ask

this is a short/sad song PROD BY STOICBEATS 

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A SHORT/SAD SONG

On The Inside

Flee The Scene

Daylight Robbery

8 TRACK

yeahyeahyeahyeah

LYRICS: 
It went from palming off the wing
to straight up palming what you sling
and no I ain't talking cast,
but for what we charge it's like a flick
and these bastards turn to fathers
and they'd rather flap their wings
I'm on my own Peter Parker when it gets dark,
I take a swing.
And everything I touch turn cold
I keep a heater on my heart
a one trick pony up my sleeve 
I need a reason not to blast.
Simply speaking from the glass
the fuckin demons from my past 
I seem to not recollect, there's not much respect between our class.
and if you heathens need a leader,
maybe YACS can have a crack
from what I see spill out your speakers
people need a dream to catch.
Furthermore a fiend to match
the evil schemes they deem for snatch
the only box that you deserve is when your locked inside a hearse
no wait up
the man above has said it ain't your turn to go
and I'm delivering his message
so don't shoot, you're first to know
Don't lose your thirst to grow 
You best stay true the dirt your toes 
They need to be connected cos when they shoot the dirts your home.

Slow your motions
don't go overthinking and shit
cos bro you're hoping 
that boat your rowing go sinking and shit
and now you're floating, feeling hopeless
don't go drinking and shit

BEAT BY STOIC BEATS USED FOR NON PROFIT

I'm highhhhhh freestyle

Mum's waiting...

SAFARI

YACS

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