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Oh yeah, we rappin The block hot, keep watch 360 degrees, I can't get caught by the reaper Get lost and he'll sneak up on you in the dark parts I met father time and mother nature and I cockblocked Pausing my mental in meditation made the clock stop Either you die applying yourself or die a lost cause Finding sobriety in the limits, y'all build constructs Hiding behind em to spite religion Stop ya bladclaat crying, your science ain't why I'm living All my akhs got peace in their hearts and guns on their hips Bring on the onslaught We don't do eye for eyeing we wink and aim for headshots We don't sell out for diamonds we dig to hit the bedrock We'd rather keep it quiet in rooms and let the feds talk Only organic diets and juices Asked my doctor"Doc what would the people who hired you do if all the meds stopped?" That was when I was nine, ever since I been wondering why He smiled and didn't say nothing, but trust me I get it now My young homie texted me like"yo rapping is back in style", I said astrick it's been in style The world moves in cycles, I'm pushing back and they still inspired I wondered why before but nigga trust me I get it now Trust me I get it Woah, oh Woah, oh Woah, oh Woah, oh