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To Make A Long Story Longer - Evidence/Jonwayne
Written by：Evidence/Jonwayne

Scratching
To make a long story longer
Yo there s a time and place for everything so let me start the narrative
I think that I'm the best but I ain t here comparing arrogance
Apparently you're scared and only acting insecurely

Some overcome their fear the ones that don't the ones that worry me
I ll only make it if I do for self
It s a shame what another man ll do for his wealth
The whooping from a belt probably did me good
Made me look at the rich like I'm robin hood

I started rapping like rage and got robin good
From the west side mobbing out to holly wood
Once the streetlights are on I guess I probably should
Make my way back home way before platform

I was coming up quick without a pop in the mix
And I ain t talking bout sound my pops and I had a split
Self taught to be a man I learned how to behave
Cut my teeth at Venice beach and had a few close shaves
Been a lot of places when I stare at the map
But never been to therapy for me that's rap

I ain't tryna save the world won't continue to spend

Just the people standing on it gonna pay for our sins
Being concerned with them ends is why I write in the cold
And I ve been righting all my wrongs while I write in the cold
Got the f**k outta dodge and saw the world unfold
Origami in my palm and leave my girls untold for real

To make a long story longer

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To make a long story longer

It was 10 years ago when I took my momma s laptop
Bootlegged a copy of fruity loops to get famous
Spent five years making bullshit
Ripping innocence like a culprit
Dipping in my memory series play it again sam
Rap game rum ham
If you say he different then I ll slap you with my c* m hand
Rookie to be master laps of raps over a ghetto blaster
Dapper when I'm macing fatter when I'm tracking
And she said like you I'm only good as my back ends
I'm no slouch whether or not it s rain fallin or no clouds

If only just to make your boy so proud
I ma tell you when to go now ghost ride it
My third eye ghostwrite it
I don't fight it cause that's where my flow is so tightest
But I ve been tight since hair was like bo bice
I was in the cut like scissors with no dykes
Winning like chicken dinners and grinning like I ve been sinning
Rocking that tit glitter
And if you're mad at what we re doing then you've been bitter
Body forbid my heart is a martyr longevity my alma mater
An honor to create until I'm a goner

To make a long story longer