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Produced by Illastrate
Written and performed by Yamin Semali

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I wasn't even gonna spit to this. Just shout a couple people out, maybe reminisce, but to waste this instrumental gift I would've been remissed,
would've sent the final mixes off, feeling pissed
So let's do it cuz the night's still young,
And only turn on the lights if a fight's begun, we made it real hard to bite this one,
Yo they couldn't say rhymes like these even if I write them some,

We represent the days Fri and Mon,

So you should've known twice that the time has come,
It only sounds old school if your mind is young,
'm pretty smart dude but these lines is dumb,
Retarded n shit, you kill it, but I martyr the shit, when I put bullet points inside the audio clips, I'm improvising like it's part of the script,
Let em know just how hard it is for ya'll to find some artists like this,
I know it's rare for them, cuz most cats are embarassing,
All they do is say yo like self-centered Central Americans
...With Hands close to their balls like Theremins, extending them for dap, but I just seen where they been, so no thanks, keep them dudes is in the low ranks, they make the same old tapes, but ours are like snowflakes, yeah, no 2 alike, we ain't up in this clone race,
That shit is so fake, dudes can't even flow straight,
Don't ever write a check on a phonograph, your phony ass can't go in cash like I'm supposed to laugh,
Better off pouring Morton's on an open gash, it's workin class music yeah we got the dopest staff
Getting more rub than lamp for the genies, what you wishing for?
Land or a Lamborghini, I'm from the land where they wanna ban graffiti and you can get shot with a can in your hand this evening,

But yo we already know the world can break your heart,
You still gotta find a way to make your art, put together what they can't take a part, ironic how they wanna see you burn but they hate your spark,
Don't it make you feel blue like the moon in the daytime? Asking who rhymes are nastiest on tracks and they say mine? Yeah
It's the Youngblood, who stayed off gun club, back in the Point now, but you know it's still (1ove)

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from Monday​/​Friday, released August 14, 2015

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