Broke Four Walls

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Miles Chancellor - Rap

Broke Four Walls

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Torn between better choices & the better stories I'm Torn between doing what I want & what's better for me I'm Young & im juiced the fuck up it's starting to set in I'm from No Mans Island, but the West End But it feel like a Change of setting Dropped a 2nd album on some flesh of my flesh shit With a couple songs on it that reminisce of confessions The new school do whatever if you let it until you've led it Bet it Niggas tried to son me & shun me Dub me a dummy Bitches tried play me Now I play to much cuz they want me I'm not that accessible She really mad I treat her like she regular I smoke that gas before I answer , &if I gas her I press 87 She mad she can't apply the pressure I used to feel pressure, now it is what it is I take a misstep to a milestone I take a L to a different mind zone I take a plane to a different time zone I take it all in stride tho & we all want it all so quick Watch the highlights of niggas lives , & niggas be so sick Then bottle up that energy as if they didn't notice Back when stacys & robs held respective corners or Drexel rd In the shop they'd correct my flow Now I got they attention froze The Crew Down & on the lookout They even held me back from snapping at Jas cookout Damn that shit looked wild But they seen the best in me Nowadays they see the best of me I'm still slipping on routines that Heem stress to me I'm still smoking my weed, just to relieve stress for me I'm still ignoring things, just to achieve destiny They try to dim my light but I'm too clever Light bulbs in place of the halo But no switch up like I'm in a dark place though Sometimes it seem like forging new friendships are pointless Then Fair weathers flock together Tune & Raw bet the bread in 2K That's the only time they go against each one another Enough epiphanies to go around, life'll humble you quickly Gotta move different Your whole outlook through & through different Everyone worried bout everyone else Turns into hatred Everybody just talking in circles You proving Tasteless I used to look my own name like M.I. LESS ? Comparing myself to fake shit But I recorded 10 hours through hypotherm in the basement I feel I meet new people just to deal with the conflict later You already in progress when you meet them along the way & they feel they price ain't been paid No bartering they just trade But I'm a starter & finish things & grow out of the beginner WAYS & move on to the bigger plays Yet I'm shaped by the little things & that's real shit I hope as I grow older I don't lose my train of thought Or have change of heart I'd like to think my moral fabric is engrained not taught Man, Lying take a lot of energy You can't back up shit yeen got the memory You nigga to an accessory to the legacy We gon have heir after after heir & we'll never let it breathe Still find myself tryna to remember lessons I swore I learned I find people tryna rebuild the bridges I swore they burned They tryna bring some to the tables I swore I turned Revealed the oppers, they slipped to a point of no return THEN I BROKE FOUR WALLS, & flipped my flaws Fuck y'all

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  • Miles Chancellor