Rare(Players)

By Abstract Alex

On Daze

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My spirits sober, yet I got a hang over

Lifes rough, wake me up when the pains over

You need a penny for your thoughts here's a change holder

You can have my wallet, cause I don't have a dolla'

Even if I had dollas' in my pocket

Expecting me to burn a whole like bottom of the rocket

I just wanna spit something conscious like pac did

Not political, nor a mayor sorry pac div

They say we gon die twenty twelve apocalypse

But I try not to believe it, everybody tellin lies man I don't receive it

Even when they put pressure on me I relieve it

Call me what you want up here I'm like Steven

They said words will never ever hurt me

I ollie over haters and skate past like Hurley

They say a negative times negative is positive

But two wrongs don't make a right what the fuck its opposite

I been an outsider since elementary

I kept to myself kept drawing here's my entree

Been through a lot of bullshit

Threw me off the deep end yeah a lot of pool shit

But I don't mean literally cause I'm not much of a swimma'

People walking round like zombies all thrilla

Soft as hell try to act hard your not a killa

No love for your fockers and I ain't talkin stilla

Kickin' Incredibly Dope shit, no milla

I do it for the love see you later J. dilla