Thug of Wallstreet

(Jordan Lewis)

Method man/wu-tang inspired

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I never sleep  
Sleep is the cousin of death 
My career need a gun and a check 
Why would I close my eyes with the sheep 
When I can run with wolves  
Double my profit and get paid in full 
What's it like to never have it 
I can tell you what's life when living tragic 
Drive bys and static  
Hot heads sporadic  
Hollow tips Asthmatic  
Life ain't sweet as you think 
That's why I drown my lungs in ink 
And spark a mic to flames 
Telling stories that'll put my mom's XX XXXXX 
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