Kenny Mason - 4ever lyrics

Way before living it
I would escape to envision it
Weigh up the differences
Stay up for days until distances
Came up with differences, shaving
The length of it, Listening
Aging with wisdom
An agent of criminal influence
Paying attention to data
Was caged in Decatur with cannibals, killers
And cableless interfaces, face it, ain’t no
One hearing this, Falling
Prey to appearances, pray to a pyramid
Rage in my rhythm, Sega, my genesis
Shaking my zip
And it’s saving my mental from breaking
Caving and crippling
Scribbling into my pages
And paving my dеstiny
Picturing pitiful places and
Painting soliloquies
Pain in my angry delivеry
Made 'em attentive
See angels cling to my pen
And keep claiming my energy
Came and gave me the crown
Gave me the crown, Saved me
Greatness my tendency
I train at it endlessly
Ain’t wanna make it if I made it pretending
I see niggas that wake up and portray who
They wish they could be
Couldn’t be me, I’m so A
It’s a shame and I think
I used to say if I'm the greatest for 10
I’m at peace
I think I want this shit forever right now

I want this shit forever and now
Forever and now
Forever and now, forever and now
I think I want this shit forever and now
I think I

Way before living it
I would escape to envision it
Changing the shit they would say
I became a revisionist
Came with a vivid display of the
Pain that my niggas lived
Daily with diligence
Babies with triggers would trigger it
Training my senses to aim
At escaping my ignorance taming my temper
This chain on me changing my temperature
Alien Jigga
Today they gon' take me as serious
Take me to Sirius, angel affiliates
Languages explain my experience, praise 'em
I chose believing in myself when
You wouldn’t believe me
Now when I start to taste success
You assume that I’m greedy
I don’t agree with what you doing
You view it as devious
But you confuse being cool with obedience
Losing my lenience, moving with meaning
It’s two of me, and truthfully
This duality the root of my genius
Angels is hoodrats
'pending on the angle you look at
Hanging with crooks
Black straps came with the book bags
I was playing hooky just to
Work on my real craft
And to this day, I wake up and still craft it
Every line you hear crafted to
Give you chills after i know shit get real
It’s a gift that I’m still rapping
Some niggas quit crafting
Artists that I model my pen after
I seen they mistakes and I switched patterns
Split paths and ran into
My destiny years after
I feel as if I'm meant to
Have this shit forever right now

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I want this shit forever and now
Forever and now
Forever and now, forever and now
I think I want this shit forever and now
I think I

I want this shit forever and now
Forever and now
I want this shit, forever and now
I want this shit forever and now
Forever and now
I want this shit, forever and now
I want this