Regardless Devon Victory - Judge The Books lyrics

Verse 1 The tax of the brackets - the faxes in the axes - how now Texas- for the lead on the turner- straight on burning them like paper the slayer - the yelling Bayer - you in the streets - Im trying fleet that I dont see and I dont need - for the pa** of the yesterday and the game play- point one let it lay you can find a better n***a than me any f**ing day - and thats ok the market on the grand larceny the real n***as role with me holding your faculty now you can run from reality close case bushes- some dont have an understanding what words mean Chorus: Im in a dream - I cant "reedeam" every thing is turning ugly judge the books - the dirty look -where you gotta read a book to judge somebody - and f** them and dont trust them judge the books Verse 2: In the new fix - that I could not pertain you on the undergraduate - trying to get a grab sh** now in my atlas - for the "f*ggets" - slang in the corner - where people like to judge you by the cove r- and never judge you by a full book you shook I hope I look up they say keep your head up - and f** your head up - what I said I remember crying in the county jail you b**h a** n***as better bail with so much pressure on me - f** a GED - but skip school now long "lessin's" holding on to blessings what with that sh** stressing- now on the probation you singing waiting now its getting ugly Chorus: Im in a dream - I cant reedeam every thing is turning ugly judge the books - the dirty look -where you gotta read book to judge somebody - and f** them and dont trust them judge the books Verse 3: Now that Im in the reality of royalty in the pasture - hoping that I last long you on the danger - in the corner- smoking d** - and talking on them in my summer for the mention of the ghost you just wrong not in the dungeon now that its bludgeoning now you can lay down whats made up I keep seeing sh** you on some even sh** you gate get at me b**h not on negative I got negative pictures - thats not negative- and you can try the sh** the oven in the miss - on the futuristic- and the lodges - and the - Hursts no remorses - on the temperature- on the canva** - excuse my manners- now the glamour- wont be their- you care - but sometimes Im so f**ed up that I dont care. Chorus: Im in a dream - I cant reedeam every thing is turning ugly judge the books- the dirty look -where you gotta read book to judge somebody - and f** them and dont trust them judge the books Verse 4: Games ion balcony the stack on the path of what I used to be- now that I can tell what with the angel you the start "spranged" up you got your hands up you just stupid but ain't nobody on you - you just fooling the fool moon and you watered up and the longitude- and the respect that you really never even told the dude- and I choose to be what was missed now girl give me kiss- stop "judgeing" muthaf**as by the f**ing book- now in the ranges- on the strangest- in the mangers- for the verse of life that Im not thirsty you can reburse menow on the picture you just out on the Taliban and Im scared to loose my life- Im probly lying but somethings not right.