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Eat

Swelled up and I am blue, purple from bruises

Just a few couple several rusty screws loose

No way in hell I'm letting you move thus

What you mugs might consider think say fuses

Heckling heads that though I'd slip stupid

Snuggle up to my sound now as if I shot like cupid

My lans, my people spit it up to soothe it

Rearrange with the ruses that rose so ruthless

Since I was little, I was tied to the music

Ya should've gone in the first day you flew in

Instead wasted years beating off and goofing

Dropped out of high but remained a student

Not one for great speeches but I think I'll say

Unsown my mouth with words decayed

Knees sore walk off the pain, poets die and poems stray

No day at the beach hopefully

Try not to slip in of the beast, 'til our next ride 'til we leaveI need what I eat so i keep eating 'til I'm full

Mean what I speak so I keep speaking til I'm through

As I grew pursued brew, don't look at me rude dude

You ain't never cruised in my shoes, my Clydes

So don't act like you know what you ain't knew, my life

Spit crack, live rap, while my boy weighed OZ's

Coke? No weed low-key, I drank OE, 'til theres no left, only

Thing got gold left's the tostones

Pops cooked away the trouble of his day

All the Oxy out his cupboard that I ate, vomit

Step in the puddle that'd I make, and everything I'm busting is straight, truths

Everything you publishing is fake

Back to the Ox the pain up in my stomach that it gave

Made me nauseous when i'd eat, vomit when I'd speak

In school, it made me cautious when I'd sleep

Dr. Degraff please don't call up my dad, tell him all the possible paths

I could have took. I should have took, I would have took

If I hadn't heard or, I wouldn't look

At that certain song or that certain image

When I was living in singular digits, now its double and it's trouble

One nine son blind, by the rubbleI am breakfast, lunch and dinner

Be my saint I'll be your sinner

You're too near not to hear as we ride

Beat don't hurt your feelings, then what's the point, no point

Came to you running, heard you starving, glad I heard your hunger

Songwriters

ERIC ADIELE, HAKEEM LEWIS, PATRICK MORALESPublished by

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