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Belly of the beast flow, running from my destiny
Hand-chosen to give out these recipes for the soul
Apologies in advance to a hater, I know you want me gone
And when they telling me to quit, I hear they want some more
Order up, nigga, lacing up the Chucks, nigga
Chef Curry, never lettin' up until I'm done with ya
Rap pain and peace, you can't tame the beast
That rap life give game for free
OG in my corner, I'm grounded, remember where I'm from
Still, I gotta know I ain't regular, look how far I come
Hand-chosen to give out these recipes for the soul
Apologies in advance to a hater, I know you want me gone
And when they telling me to quit, I hear they want some more
Order up, nigga, lacing up the Chucks, nigga
Chef Curry, never lettin' up until I'm done with ya
Rap pain and peace, you can't tame the beast
That rap life give game for free
OG in my corner, I'm grounded, remember where I'm from
Still, I gotta know I ain't regular, look how far I come
Boy, I'm really him, I was running from the facts
It's either you embrace it or the universe'll take it
Call me cocky, homie, I'm sorry that I ain't basic
I take it back, my nigga, it kills you that I'm amazing
Imagine me apologizing for your entertainment
For changing people's lives and sharing gifts that I came with
I'm really him, really the G.O.A.T. poet, the coast floatin'
Never showboatin', in Florida, I'm for sure boatin'
Genius bars quoting from Okinawa to Hoboken
Therapist to people that still healing from homes broken
Don't let 'em take away your soul, brother
It's either you embrace it or the universe'll take it
Call me cocky, homie, I'm sorry that I ain't basic
I take it back, my nigga, it kills you that I'm amazing
Imagine me apologizing for your entertainment
For changing people's lives and sharing gifts that I came with
I'm really him, really the G.O.A.T. poet, the coast floatin'
Never showboatin', in Florida, I'm for sure boatin'
Genius bars quoting from Okinawa to Hoboken
Therapist to people that still healing from homes broken
Don't let 'em take away your soul, brother
Don't let them demons make you turn against your own brother
Shit hit the fan, it don't matter how you identify
When everyone denied you, who was open saying, "Get inside"?
Y'all be focused on the wrong shit
White, Black, Brown, you get shot up by your own kin
White, Black, Brown, I ain't fucking with that woke shit
TikTok-scrolling-ass thinking that they know shit
Solo on the road trip, rented out a whole whip
Population fifty where I'm staying, mama, don't trip
I ain't scared of nothing, even death
Shit, I need the fucking rest 'til that day I'm living blessed, yeah
Shit hit the fan, it don't matter how you identify
When everyone denied you, who was open saying, "Get inside"?
Y'all be focused on the wrong shit
White, Black, Brown, you get shot up by your own kin
White, Black, Brown, I ain't fucking with that woke shit
TikTok-scrolling-ass thinking that they know shit
Solo on the road trip, rented out a whole whip
Population fifty where I'm staying, mama, don't trip
I ain't scared of nothing, even death
Shit, I need the fucking rest 'til that day I'm living blessed, yeah
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