Maverick

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Maverick


Here we go again
Try to make a new song
But this struggle in my brain
Is telling me to hold on

Like the Everglades drain
Back in 2001
I'm improve my aim
Now you're my hunt

When I say I'll stay
You just say I'll run
Don't come with contempt
Leave the war for Iran

I won't kill you with my pen
I'm gonna clap you with my gun
I can't demand you go home
But the man that knocks you
I'm done

My bad for the wait
Don't know what to say
I run out of excuses, inclusive excuse me
But that is my way
But that is my way

And you know what they shout everyday
I still have a lot to gain
Cause I'm no freestyler, so when I'm rapping I'm always using my pen

I've been using my lyrics to hit you from April to march
Every hit that I throw is a bullseye
That's why I call em darts

Don't care what you say about me
You start talking and I'm go zzz
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I don't give a fuck, about your belief

Could multiply you by infinity
That you would still be a zero to me
Now get the fuck out, get out of my knee
I really tried to be polite, now fuck you bitch

They close ther eyes to battles and all the effort that got me here
They criticize, call me rebel, but when they're in the pain they see
You can try to hold me down, but I'll keep my pen dancing
Writing poems till I die, I have my independency

Music like a guillotine
Cause when this shit drops
It will make you lose your minds
And some people throw off

I'll go over those
My mouth full of alcohol
So I got overdose
But ok it's all cool hoe

My bad for the wait
Don't know what to say
I run out of excuses, inclusive excuse me, but that is my way
But that is my way

And you know what they shout everyday
I still have a lot to gain
'Cause I'm no freestyler, so when I'm rapping I'm always using my pen

I've been using my lyrics to hit you from April to march
Every hit that I throw is a bullseye, that's why I call em darts

Don't care what you say about me
You start talking and I'm go zzz
Error 404, is your opinion to me
I don't give a fuck, about your belief
Could multiply you by infinity
That you would still be a zero to me
Now get the fuck out, get out of my knee
I really tried to be polite, now fuck you bitch