My Own Nation

I mean it, I live it
 find a niche and then run with it
 walk on the wing don't flinch at the wind
 even when that plane is tailspinning
 Believe that when I leave I'm going to leave grinning, gritty
 city different, singing like a spinning prop—stop, back to the beginning Those Airwalks were no paradox, pushed my Powell past the Band Box told my momma being landlocked on this blacktop was just not me
 I never cared what gravity planned, I had my own design on a renegade thought
 I escaped and I found me a clan but didn't get away clean, I took a couple shots
 I've been beat down but I smile like it's my world, my wild life
 I'm in flight, I'm sound bites and that's my science applied right
 and I live like fuck it, those rules are fake and they don't apply
 I'm going to shine until death unplugs it
 I'm going to hang my letters in the sky
 (Mike)
 It's the guilt of gold teeth, king shit
 Lord of the Fly, EXU
 Brillo, boppers, helicopters
 hella choppers, hello coppers
 Robbers got the jump say how high
 Suspended animation casting shadows over the sun blind
 from the light coming in from the outside
 Grip the ground with both feet, hold tight
 kiss the pound or the fists will fight
 Feast or famine, at least the beast is rabid
 increase the peace or cease the madness
 Each is own but you eat the bone
 the meat alone could bleed a stone
 catch a 2 Piece or a Junior Spesh in my element way out my zone
 Pro rate the program, slap pros
 pop em off propane huff boy Space Cadillac
 Auralac gutter punk class voyeur, Chef Boyar do tha deed for ya
 Oye loco, bring the Coco Chanel covered in Soco
 Cattle brand you a logo
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 And I fly a flag of my creation
 I got my own nation / I'm in my own nation
 I'm in my own
 And we go for broke, no hesitation
 What we want we take it
 While they out there waiting
 We on our own
 (Dessa)
 Bang for the buck—venison
 Clean shot and a little luck, fed again
 Don't take much
 off grid, off crutch
 Let the wolves eat what the kids won't touch
 And I sweep my tracks behind me
 take only what we earn
 Better hope they can't find me
 learn real quick real witch won't burn
 (Stef)
 I been gone
 I been out there out here grinnin
 been fuckin with the lights on
 I been killing that I'm not livin that bullshit shit for years, bruh
 We don't even live here, bruh
 I be leavin with the wind
 I believe in getting in where the fuck you want
 whether you fit or you build, bruh
 Motherfuck wait
 Giddyup or give it up or whatever
 just gotta fill up the plate
 more than keep up the pace
 gotta kill up the race