My Resume - to: No Days Off

My Resume - no days off

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“My mind stay fucked…”
My entire line done ducked
One slow mo and a scream
Who knew the general be somethings that’s crème
As far as the zoo go
I much better be me then a new ho
And nah I don’t know what you know
So I’m marching back to bags like judo
Who knew half the shit was just a curse
But my nightmares scare me cause my death Ive seen never been in a hurse
It’s worse being found in the woods or a ditch
And I ain’t lived my life for that but they say it’s a bitch
Rather be buried then hurt? I used to think that before all the dirt
Cause the next day I survived
And then what came back after made me alive
My fault? I be quick to turn my back
Cause your bitch shit not gonna get me caught up in your attack
I ain’t evil though just weighing on empathy
And fuck what you know I don’t even want your sympathy
Chess moves… check
Cause even my dad folds when he sees my eyes when I have a straight flush on deck
All cards month and year
I don’t know when that started…
But long before I nodded as I heard them cheer
I ain’t held heat in these streets since 96
But I bet I come up now and ever since
Ladies… if you’re scared put one hand under your thigh
Take a deep breath and look them dead in the eye
A dirty cop may have been my saving grace
Only god judges good with the bad and I can’t stand changing face
They hate yay… one time in my zone
They sent the ambulance next door and the crack head was home
They let her go… I got the message
Why… no longer is it even expressage

I run when I see Jay in the corner
Cause to me that’s like to him new world order
I’m not even first daughter
And I don’t know where I learned to lyrically slaughter
Don’t let them lie to you… selling drugs is the HARDEST dollar ever
It comes with a price… and if it ain’t for life then they say it’s a never
Come on son… I don’t understand that walk
You can ask me no matter how many times I dodge that talk
If your custies had to come to me? Hypothetically?
The price would drop and I’d have back my diary

… let the song play out

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