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[intro: bodie]
take 14
_humming_
yeah

[verse: bodie]
i once knew this dude, real name was william
his primary concern was makin’ a million
bein’ the illest artist the world had ever seen
he used to f_ck the movie stars up in our dreams
corrupted young mind at the age of 17
n_gga never had a father and his momma was a fiend
she put the pipe down, but every year she was sober
her son’s heart was simultaneously growing colder
started hangin’ out, sellin’ art in the projects
chеckin’ the young chicks, lookin’ for the hit_and_run prospects
hе was fascinated by material objects
but he understood money never really_ really bought respect
he built a reputation, this dude could hustle and steal
he got locked once, but he didn’t hesitate to squeal
so criminals he chilled with didn’t think he was real
you see, me and n_ggas like this have never been equal
i don’t project my insecurities on other people
fiending for props like addicts with pipes and needles
sorry
a_ahem
and so he felt he had to prove everyone he was evil
devil_minded young man with infinite potential
the product of a ghetto_bred capitalistic mental
coincidentally dropped out of school to sell weed
dancin’ with the devil, smoked until his eyes would bleed
but he was sick of sellin’ trees and gave in to his greed
so w_lly started robbin’ n_ggas, anything he could do
to get his respect back in the eyes of his crew
startin’ fights over little sh_t up on the block
stepped up to sellin’ to mothers and brothers the art block
workin’ overtime for makin’ money the paint spot
hit the jackpot and wanted to move up to co_heh, pixar, _laughing_
a_ahem
tired of the block n_ggas treatin’ him the same
he wanted to be major, like the cut throats and the thugs
ooh, mmm
but when he tried to step ’em up, n_ggas showed him no love
they said_ f_ck
they told him any motherf_ckin’ coward can sell fanart
any b_tch n_gga with a pen can blast sketches
any n_gga with a red shirt can front like a blood
even miguel smoked a motherf_cker up in the club
but only a real artist can draw someone ’til they die
standin’ in front of them, starin’ them right in their eyes
w_lly realized that these men were well_ well_modded
they wanted to test him before business started
started sketchin’ a b_tch
he was cold_hearted
sketchin’ a b_tch
so now he had a choice between goin’ back to his life
or makin’ money with the men up in the cyph’
his dreams about pixar and the ice made him agree
hardcore artist is all he ever wanted to be
quarter to three
uh, quarter to three
uh, quarter to three, yeah
they drove around the projects slow while it was rainin’
smokin’ blunts, drinkin’ and jokin’ for entertainment
until they saw a woman walkin’ alone on the street
they quietly got out the car and followed her
walkin’ through the projects, the darkness swallowed her
they wrapped her in a shirt and, what the f_ck dude
“this is it, kid, now you got your chance to be raw”
so w_lly yoked her up and grabbed the chick by the hair
and dragged her into a lobby that had n0body there
she struggled hard, forced her to go up the stairs
ooh, got to the roof and they held her down on the ground
started screamin’, “shut the f_ck up, and stop movin’ around!”
the shirt covered her face, but she screamed and clawed
so w_lly stomped on the b_tch ’til she’d broken her jaw
dirty b_st_rds knew exactly what they were doin’
they kicked her and cracked until she stopped movin’, ooh
blood leakin’ through the cloth, she [?]
they all proceeded to rape her violently
w_lly was made to go first, but each of them took a turn
rippin’ her, chokin’ her, throat burnin’
broken jaw started mumbling for god, but they weren’t concerned
yeah when they were done she was layin’ out bl__dy, broken and bruised
brand new .22
they told w_lly, she was a witness
and if he k!lled her, he was guaranteed a spot in the crew
he thought about it for a minute, she was practically dead
so he leaned over and put the gun right to her
but right before, pulling the trigger and ending her life
he thought about the animation with the pixar and ice, y’know
he felt strong standin’ along with his new crew
c_cked the gat to her head and pulled back the shirt cover
but what he saw made him start to cringe and stutter
’cause he was starin’ in the eyes of his own mother
and, let me tell you
what i’m saying is true, cause
i was there with w_lly lemon and i raped his mom too
when the blackmail squad wants to dance with you, better say never
because a dance with bms might last you forever

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