The Blitz

It's fun and games till they treat yo passions like amenities

Don't Let them use yo name to get ahead in life like Kennedy

Nothing ever changes, life gon' kill me if I'm famous

Life gone kill me if nobody remembers the name Eli G

I wrote the blueprints, spread it cross the room like LED

I dropped from school to live inside a stu like potatoes and beef

But while the soup cooled, **** wants plates for the free

Like 'hey I wanna hoop too!' Brick from the paint and the three

Don't cushion the hate when I speak, that's pussy to pain of defeat

One thing about you new school ****: too shamed to be free

Swear I'm playing Who's Who?

Detective like Blues Clues

Ya country saying Choo Choo

Training you **** to sheep

I see the ugliness in yo soul and I pity it

But still I lack the empathy to let myself feel hideous

I seen it budge till I seen it fold, ain't no pretty shit

I'm stuck inside a dream it's either god or it's insidious, but

Every week we attack the hoop just to see it miss

So tell me can you take the truth, cause honesty could break a bitch

Sometimes I gloat, sometimes I lose, I learned to take the hit

But either way I'm running home like Baby Ruth on lazy pitch

I could hit it while I'm cross-eyed, I ain't new to swing

Story written like I'm Hawkeye, I just pull the string

Pull it till I'm top 5

Pull it till my heart dies

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