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This Is Me (Explicit) - Mark Battles
So
Here we go
This is me before the deal
Before the big shows before the stadiums and
And ah tv appearances and the radio play and the platinum album
And the grammy and the lies and the rumors and the depression and the hatred
This is me in my purest form
And I just want to share that with you
They said open your eyes you got a lot to lose
No time to choose get left confused if you don't follow rules
This donald news remind these fools of when we shined they shoes
And picked up cotton times forgotten so we spoiled rotten
Nobody want to work and nobody want to commit so everybody getting hurt
I thought I had it first but I guess you had it worse
I advise you learn to surf this vasi wave may save the earth yep
Speak polite then take your purse that's how it works yep
Flee the scene police sirens see in the dirt yep
Now it's another ni**a gone
Twitter r I p s I guess we'll put them in a song
Tell his mama to be strong but where did she go wrong
Would he be out here thuggin' if his father was at home I don't know
I can't complain bro three shows in a row and this ain't closed
50 k in a month that's a bank roll
Main hoe got my name on her anal
Lay low but I rep it like a gang though
Vic vasi dripping gold where the rainbow
Came slow cause I got to let the name grow
Trap town we was raised where you can't go
Fa on some new sh*t too slick I could really get the booth lit
Blew quick now I'm chilling with a cute chick
But I only tapped twice like a new pick
New life who's this
I'm really just working on my music
These niggas really told me I was foolish
You can't make it with a message you just stupid what
Quit trying to preach to these thugs
It is what it was man they like selling drugs they like selling drugs
We don't really care how you feel I don't want to hear your song
If you ain't talking popping pills
At least talk about some coke 'bout some coke ni**a
Ni**a talk about the cars are you broke are you broke ni**a
Talk about the riches talk about the money
At least talk about some b**ches talk about the hoes
We love all that crap ain't you from the hood
Where's your blunt where's you strap
Man you could've buzzed where you at
But you waited 'till this album to cuss on your raps you're a loser
That's what the haters try to tell me
But I don't mind as long as my family healthy
I do shows my fans crying for selfies
And I'mma rep the threes 'till they nail me
Vasi
Before the deal
It's before the deal it's before the deal
I ain't gon' change keep it more than real
That's a promise
Threes up
It's fly america