Write tis down

By Gursher Bains

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Damn straight write this down

Don’t fake youse a clown

If you think you can frown

And look down on me

Grab you by the face

And run you around town

Hit your head on trees

Don’t give a fuck about your crown

Fragments of memories

Father sippin brown

Beating on my mom and

Soon he wasn’t around

Never got revenge

But I’m sitting on this ledge

Step back and watch me pop off it-

And kill the fucker dead

Red I see red and green smoke too

Fuck if its grade A i smoke mids too

And reggies ain't a thing that u can tell me

I am very keen and ready to get rid of u

Makaveli I’m very deadly

The lid of my brain donе blew

Long ago son and there ain’t many

My crеw is a chosen few

And its not you it’s me -The darkness is in me

You bark but u ain’t see

The truth of reality

Is subjective

Subject of my insanity

Objects and fantasies

Die for the family

I cry when I can’t see

Ain't afraid to shed a tear

Never lie never fear

Keep it real like I manifest it

Richard Mille and black diamonds

On my chest and my ears and my necklace

Keeping pussy boys in check

Gimme the mic and i wreck shit

Reckless and famous i dont want the

Fame that shit anus I just get the bag

Of cash and phase out take my name

Off the list before I piss up in yo drink

The bars keep coming like pour me up a drink

I rhyme i dont think; this isn’t rap this

Is GSB in sync with the beat

Slam dunk Up the rim like I’m jordan

This is a mixtape I’m foreign

Triple six no biggie risk taker

They talk shit but I ignore em

Brown boy from the city I’m

The next nav fuck it I’m the next nas

Slam you on the tar road and leave You a scar

Hold up don’t get alarmed, Or crazy

I’m too lazy off the weed I done smoke

And the weight on my shoulders heavy already

I joke i kid, but folk don’t get it

Wrong either, step on me meet the holy father

The virgin mother or allah

Don’t make me call your father

You acting too crazy

I bought all these drugs here

The police is gonna frame me

I can't go to jail I bail quicker

Than you can say liquor

But if u fuck w me and my boys

I’m standing with em all night

Smack a bitch take his jewels and all that

Funny sexy and rhyme tight I’m all that

Many years ago

Write a few lame crotch ass

Looking rhymes and come at

Me tryna remember what you wrote

And what u wrote was nasty

Act shifty and get the shaft see