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Imperetiv
Imperetiv
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Junk
Junk
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Flipout
Flipout
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Nate Butcher
Nate Butcher
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Mickey Factz
Mickey Factz
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Mark Williams
Mark Williams
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Nate Butcher
Nate Butcher
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Ian Tonino
Ian Tonino
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Jamie Kuse
Jamie Kuse
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Letra

It's Mickey Yo I came from the bottom I know what it means to be left out the column Remember when I was buzzin' I gave people pollen Full Circle Now, I'm lookin at houses on Collins South Beach trippin' Recall listening to teachers sayin all the snickering Gon' have you positioned to never get the wisdom Thank God I ain't go payin tuition 'Cause that's a hamster wheel of affliction Reminiscing eating in stairwells Now im cookin in kitchens Artistic dishes I promise I had a vision of failure Seventh grade in a shelter playing legend of Zelda Waiting for my newborn sipping seltzer The arrival of my child is blessing Especially since previous plans became depressing Sunk low Dice game One roll Life change Front row Bright stage Cut throat Knife raised Sliced veins Feeling like why am I here Paying Bills everyday am I in the clear God talking to me, why I aint trying to hear Prolly cause I let the devil just lie in my ear Im providing a rare flair Of finding some gear That you been lookin for For years inside of a prayer Life is a Full Circle Align with the Sphere Cause if you don't guarantee it You'll die as a square Came up from the gutter Underrated ain't discover me Wait on me like summer Come on make a new discovery Been hustling on the daily Make yo custy have to fuck with me Trust me I ain't trusting Any you busters that's a luxury Like mmm yea This ain't work no this Ain't no drudgery Like mmm yea I stay sharp like Steakhouse cutlery Been outta line Like I been bad at colouring It's troubling And all you suckers do Is fucking blow it Like you trumpeting Like mmm yea I came from the slums I do my job well bish I stay til it's done Back in the day we wasn't breaking bread Was breaking up crumbs Back when I was 8 My dad on H Was taking drugs Moral of the story Do some bad shit It come back to you Just look at how My daddy's living now It's so unnatural Like god damn What you put in Come back guaranteed Got people knicking for some Junk While this shit to me therapy Air it out it's clarity I still fuck with people That I started with a rarity Been so much heroin in my life To me it's been harrowing Been hanging on like barely Took a negative and turned that bitch into prosperity Never switched on anybody Show my solidarity Apparently to be somebody today Do parodies But mmm nah Shout out to my killer im'peretiv We in it for longevity Full circle Yea bish there it is Full Circle Motherfucker (Yeah) Full Circle Motherfucker (Yeah) Full Circle Motherfucker IM'PERETIV JUNK AND MICKEY FACTZ MOTHER FUCKER
Writer(s): Ian Tonino Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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