YES

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YES / CRAWL 041921 The good bad and the ugly Hood grad will still study Stood sad in thesudsy Frothfrom rain upabove me But when hounded by stressin Findme countin my blessin Good health, sound mind for now Compound investment Slow progress boasts more bags Than drags of strong cess God bless my young nephs And nieces Once blew my stack often Long term effect's napalm Extra energy use now to stay calm Thought every stray pro(ble)m (Could be) solved by a great song But it's all in your hands (like a) face palm Trunk got blown to the side when it caught wind So branches grow wide to find sun thеy not in Fresh starts for stressed hеarts aren't some kinda hot trend I know now why I mourn when a bad times brought to an end All the things coulda been, maybe come next Or the versions of them. In updated context Arms too short to box w god But I got daddy long legs Step over traps in single bound If it's not new, can't bring me down Know thyself It takes awhile I can control words I Can't fake a smile I can strive for greatness But we all need help To arrive at basics Lead, sleep and eat well CHORUS Yes yes yall Si Assaloolee Yessiree Um yup thumbs up Me oui V2 Lotta whipper Snappers look fer Father figgers At ends of cigger- Ettes and in bottles a liquor Cuz the ones givin em game Were driven insane By livin the same Every day Punching walls til Their fist hurts But they think skippin complaining Gives em power of wizards But simple and plain powers come from listenin to whispers When I take a stab at Breakin a habit I push my limits Im both agent and lab rat What's ingrained and what isn't Depends on my prison Imagined or real Bishop's power depends on position Worth three in theory'll Be 7 If free in the middle Or None pinned in The back row, unpack that I'm not big on diplomacy Unless you skip home with me Flip out listening to records And rip poems to beats But that don't mean I'm gonna look down on you Just let me live and give sound to truth CHORUS Yes yes yall Si Assaloolee Yessiree Um yup thumbs up Me oui 041121 V3 Sometimes when i f up I feel like a heel So i look up at sky And create from sheer will Fierce skill to transmute Fear and doubt to raw rhymes Is cousin to inspiration But on-hand at all times If i dint get it here I still got it there Maybe both next time On the road to repair If you werent lonely Youd not make art to be loved But hey theres worse habits Of heart to speak of Bottom line: stand tall No matter what Go getters fall all'a time Dust off busted butts And powder our nuts CHORUS Yes yes yall Si Assaloolee Yessiree Um yup thumbs up Me oui